Quotes About Decision

Life didn't chose you, you chose life

I would have gone home to my mother, but I'm not that crazy about my mother.

Every time we choose safety, we reinforce fear.

It sounded like a good idea at the time, which is probably going to be on my tombstone—along with a catty footnote about poor impulse control. But

I'd eat some pizza, if anybody decided to order one. You know. Hypothetically. – May

make sure the compromises you make are ones God is truly asking you to make and that it's not just your impatience kicking in. Especially be wary as your age creeps up. You may be tempted to say "yes" to the wrong person because you don't want to wait any longer.

Wanting to leave is enough.

I considered my options. There were only two and they were essentially the same. I could go back in the direction I had come from, or I could go forward in the direction I intended to go.

Fear of being alone is not a good reason to stay

Go because you want to go. Because wanting to leave is enough.

My solo three-month hike on the Pacific Crest Trail had many beginnings. There was the first, flip decision to do it, followed by the second, more serious decision to actually do it, and then the long third beginning, composed of weeks of shopping and packing and preparing to do it. There was the quitting my job as a waitress and finalizing my divorce and selling almost everything I owned and saying goodbye to my friends and visiting my mother's grave one last time.

Will you do it later or will you do it now?

The bull, I acknowledged grimly, could be in either direction, since I hadn't seen where he'd run once I closed my eyes. I could only choose between the bull that would take me back and the bull that would take me forward.

Who would I be if I didn't? Who would I be if I did?

Self-pity is a dead-end road. You make the choice to drive down it. It's up to you to decide to stay parked there or to turn around and drive out.

I didn't exactly want to get divorced. I didn't exactly not want to. I believed in almost equal measure both that divorcing Paul was the right thing to do and that by doing so I was destroying the best thing I had. By then my marriage had become like the trail in that moment when I realized there was a bull in both directions. I simply made a leap of faith and pushed on in the direction where I'd never been.

So I stood up and tossed the other one over the edge too.

The question isn't whether you should stay or go. The question is: How would your life be transformed if you choose to love this time with all your intelligence?

By then my marriage had become like the trail in that moment when I realized there was a bull in both directions. I simply made a leap of faith and pushed on in the direction where I've never been.

I could only choose between the bull that would take me back and the bull that would take me forward. And so I walked on.

The question isn't whether you should stay or go. The question is: How would your life be transformed if you chose to love this time with all your intelligence?

I'd made a plan: I would follow this road wherever it led me. I'd ignore all the others that crossed its path, no matter how intriguing or promising they looked.

One is the life you'll have; the other is the one you won't. Switch them around in your head and see how it feels. Which affects you on a visceral level? Which won't let you go? Which is ruled by fear? Which is ruled by desire? Which makes you want to close your eyes and jump and which makes you want to turn and run?

The sketches of your real life and your sister life are right there before you and you get to decide what to do. One is the life you'll have; the other is the one you won't. Switch them around in your head and see how it feels. Which affects you on a visceral level? Which won't let you go? Which is ruled by fear? Which is ruled by desire? Which makes you want to close your eyes and jump and which makes you want to turn and run?