Quotes About Choices

I don't think I've ever met a twenty-two-year-old who's never had a drink.

You made the decision, not I, and every decision has consequences. You have to take responsibility for the choices you make.

On and on they went these nevers, but despite their random natures I found myself following almost every one perhaps bc I never wanted to disappoint my father. His voice even now follows me now on this longest of rides this thing called life.

But back then, she'd tended to focus first on their appearance, and she could remember saying no to a few guys who hadn't been quite cute enough. And maybe that had been the problem. Maybe she'd turned down Mr. Right because he hadn't been tall enough or whatever, and now -- because he was Mr. Right -- he was already off the market. These days, it seemed like Mr. Rights tended to fly off the shelves perhaps because they were as rare as California condos

Clockers asks--almost in passing, and there's a lot more to it than this--a pretty interesting question: if you choose to work for the minimum wage when everyone around you is pocketing thousands from drug deals, then what does that do to you, to your head and to your heart? (Hornby's thoughts after reading Clockers by Richard Price)

Several months later, and I have finally read one of the three (books), even though I wanted to read all three of them immediately. What happened in between? Other books, is what happened. Other books, other moods, other obligations, other appetites, other reading journeys.

If he'd known how long he was going to spend in the airport lounge of his own life, he'd have made different travel arrangements..

If he'd known how long he was going to spend in the airport lounge of his own life, he'd have made different travel arrangements

I should warn, you, Duncan: I'm not going to fight for you. The whole point of you is that you're not the sort of person anyone fights over. You're my easy life option. The moment you stop being that, you're no option at all.

It's not reading and whatever that makes you good or bad. It's whether you rape people, or get addicted to crack and go out mugging.

In Bruce Springsteen songs, you can either stay and rot, or you can escape and burn. That's OK; he's a songwriter, after all, and he needs simple choices like that in his songs. But nobody ever writes about how it is possible to escape and rot—how escapes can go off at half-cock, how you can leave the suburbs for the city but end up living a limp suburban life anyway. That's what happened to me; that's what happens to most people.

She would go home and marry a man who owned carpet shops, and she would bear his children, and he would take other women to nightclubs, and she would get old and die and hope for better luck next time around.

By the early seventies I had become an Englishman - that is to say, I hated England just as much as half my compatriots seemed to do. I was alienated by the manager's ignorance, prejudice and fear, positive that my own choices would destroy any team in the world, and I had a deep antipathy towards players from Tottenham, Leeds, Liverpool and Manchester United.

Fiindca toata lumea are o notiune exacta despre cum trebuie sa traiasca..

The moment had passed, the door between the lives we could have led and the lives we led had shut in our faces.

There are so many ways to be alive, but only one way to be dead.

Where one can no longer love, there one should pass by.

The advertising industry's prime task is to ensure that uninformed consumers make irrational choices, thus undermining market theories that are based on just the opposite.

intellectuals are typically privileged; privilege yields opportunity, and opportunity confers responsibilities. An individual then has choices.

If this is one of the last days of my life, am I doing exactly what I want to be doing?

Here are some questions I am constantly noodling over: Do you splurge or do you hoard? Do you live every day as if it's your last, or do you save your money on the chance you'll live twenty more years? Is life too short, or is it going to be too long? Do you work as hard as you can, or do you slow down to smell the roses? And where do carbohydrates fit into all this?

I guess money can't buy happiness if you shop in the wrong places.

Studies show adolescent males often make decisions based on sex. Many fail to grow out of it.

Why were there no buoys in life to show you the way?