Quotes About Choices

Totally different outcomes; we've made totally different choices in our lives. Like I said, how you were raised is part of the big picture. It's one important factor in a million. But in the end, it's not just the big and small events that make you who you are, make your life what it is, it's how you choose to react to them.

And that's all life was—a series of choices and their consequences.

Hope is good. Without it, well, you do the math. But hope has to be like a prayer. Putting it out there to something more powerful than yourself. If the last few months have taught me anything, it's this: We don't have control, we have choices. The little ones, the big ones, these are the points on which our lives pitch and pivot. All we can do is make the best choices we can with what we know, and hope that things turn out the way we want.

Choices turned to consequences, opinions turned to judgments, and admiration turned to envy. Envy curdled everything, like lemon in milk.

As far as Eloise was concerned, there were only two ways of being in the world. You either walked through life acting out of love, or you acted out of fear.

It's about biology, genetics, of course. But most of all, it's about what you do with what you're given.

The choices we made ... These were the right choices. They were positive and proactive. And it was, for a time, good for everyone, most especially our boy. But were these choices really? Or were they reactions? Reactions to something that life had thrown at us, something we didn't choose and didn't want. Is there a difference between reaction and choice? I don't know the answer.

Who you marry, what you choose as your profession, how you were raised—yes, that is the big picture. But, as they say, the devil's in the details.

We don't choose where we come from, Marshall. And we often have little to say about what happens to us. But the adult understands that he and he alone is responsible for his life. You have choices now, choices that will affect your future.

But that was her karma, always involved with the wrong man. Some were rich, some were poor, some were handsome, some were homely. But they all had one thing in common—they were wrong for her.

there were only two ways of being in the world. You either walked through life acting out of love, or you acted out of fear.

Si Emma Bovary n'avait pas lu tous ces romans, il est possible que son sort aurait été différent.

It is not given to men to know the ends of their journeys, Medwyn answered. It may be that you will never return to the places dearest to you. But how can that matter, if what you must do is here and now?

We really have to protect people from wrong choices." "It's safer.

Experience suggests it doesn't matter so much how you got here, as what you do after you arrive.

The world demands I make good choices on no information, and then blames my maidenhood for my mistakes, as if my maidenhood were responsible for my ignorance. Ignorance is not stupidity, but it might as well be. And I do not like feeling stupid.

people do get hypnotized by the hard choices. And stop looking for alternatives.

One learns better than to hand one's choices to fear. With age, with every wound and scar, one learns.

Are you glad, or sorry?" "About children?" She glanced at his face. He seemed to have no awareness of having hit a sore point dead on. "They just haven't come my way, I guess." The

People do get hypnotized by the hard choices and stop looking at the alternatives. The will to be stupid is a powerful force

people do get hypnotized by the hard choices. And stop looking for alternatives. The will to be stupid is a very powerful force—

Suddenly what to do with the rest of my life and what shirt to wear became equally daunting decisions.

Convinced, as Ruth was, despite the one lung, the lip blisters, and the kelodial track across her ribs, that at the end she would regret the cigarettes she hadn't smoked more than the ones she had.

If you have been embroiled in a war in which you confidently expected to die, what were you supposed to do with so much life unexpectedly left over? There were so many ways of passing the peace, and you would never know what they would have been like, those roads not taken.