Quotes About Choices

In our eyes the roads are endless. Two are crossroads of the shadow.

no pierdas tiempo, hijo mio, en formar tu gusto, tus modales, tu mente y todo lo que has de tener; pues lo que, hasta cierto punto, seas a los veinte anos, eso, con poca diferencia, seras todo el resto de tu vida

Choices made in fear to fix the moment can poison the future.

Just because it is legal to do, it does not make it an ethical, honorable, moral or professional choice.

Each life has a cycle. One makes one's choices and bears one's punishment

Erikson maintained that, in later years, we experience a sense of integrity if we believe we have lived meaningful lives. This sense of integrity gives us a feeling of completeness so that we can better accept our approaching deaths. But if we have unresolved regrets about the past—if we think that we made poor choices or failed to accomplish important goals—we feel depressed and hopeless, which leads us to despair.

You can let more people into the mix who could possibly make you happy. Or you can hold out for that two percent of men who you assume meet your requirements, and hope that coincidentally, someone in that two percent feels that you're in his two percent. And even then, the people you assume to meet your requirements might in fact not be the right fit for you.

ultracrepidarianism, which means "the habit of giving opinions and advice on matters outside of one's knowledge or competence." It's a reminder to myself that as a therapist, I can come to understand people and help them sort out what they want to do, but I can't make their life choices for them.

But sometimes without realizing it, we are choosing to be in relationships with people who fit into an old story, or we are choosing to respond to them based on an unhealthy script.

There's no way to be a perfect mother and a million ways to be a good one.

The simple rule: some get saved, but most don't. The choices are important before the years begin to go so very fast.

You're taking a stray cat but leaving behind your man?" Colbie's heart twisted. Her man… "He doesn't fit into the cat carrier.

As a rule, she ate fairly healthily but all bets were off during times of stress. Proving the point, she'd just polished off an entire bag of pizza rolls by herself and was covered in crumbs and questioning her choices in life.

There are things you can't walk away from. Not if you want to live with yourself afterward.

No one is an unjust villain in his own mind. Even - perhaps even especially - those who are the worst of us. Some of the cruelest tyrants in history were motivated by noble ideals, or made choices that they would call 'hard but necessary steps' for the good of their nation. We're all the hero of our own story.

God isn't about making good things happen to you, or bad things happen to you. He's all about you making choices--exercising the gift of free will. God wants you to have good things and a good life, but He won't gift wrap them for you. You have to choose the actions that lead you to that life.

I may have had good reasons. I may have had the best of intentions. But intentions aren't enough, no matter how good they are. Intentions can lead you to a place where you're able to make a choice. It's the choice that counts.

You think your power is what shapes the world you walk in. But that is an illusion. Your choices shape your world. You think your power will protect you from the consequences of those choices. But you are wrong. You create your own rewards. There is a Judge. There is Justice in this world. And one day you will receive what you have earned. Choose carefully.

It's one of the things that makes us different than they are, Harry. The blood on their hands does not make it right to bloody my own. My choices are measured against my own soul. Not against the stains on theirs.

The blood on their hands does not make it right to bloody my own. My choices are measured against my own soul. Not against the stains on theirs.

There are a lot of things I can't control. I don't know what's going to happen in the next few days.I don't want what I am going to face, what kind of choices I am going to have to make. I can't predict it. I can't control it. It's too big.' I nodded at my shovel. 'But that, I can predict. I know that if I pick up that shovel and clear the snow from the walkways, it's going to make my neighbors safer and happier.' I glanced at him and shrugged. 'It's worthwhile to me.

Sometimes I thought it might be nice not to make any choices. If I never had one, I could never screw it up.

I snorted. "They still make you read Dickens in school? Great Expectations?" "Yeah." "You can stay at home and hide if you want—and wind up like Miss Havisham," I said. "Watching life through a window and obsessed with how things might have been." "Dear God," she said. "You've just made Dickens relevant to my life." "Weird, right?" I asked her, nodding.

But... my choices haven't always been very good, I said. Whose have? he asked.