Quotes About Decision

liked some time to consider his new dilemma

There's a medical term for it, actually. It's called Hugh Grantism. You spend so long faffing around trying to do the correct thing that the chance to do anything at all just slips you by.

Love isn't a decision. It's a feeling. If we could decide who we loved, it would be much simplier, but much less magical.

When in danger or in doubt hoist the sail and fuck off out. . . .

Leia: 'Han, what have we done?' Han: 'The same thing we always have, Princess. What we had to.' --Leia Organa Solo and Han Solo

It is not for us to decide the fate of angels.

We believe whatever we choose

Between two evils, choose neither between two goods, choose both.

What it is," she sighed, "to have to choose between self and security.

The two things I was positive about in life were that I was going to be a teacher at a boarding school or an operative with the CIA posted abroad. I could write a book about all the things I was sure about.

Would you really eat a hairy spider anyway?

I know exactly who to kill. A freezing shiver rattled down Moon's spine. Sora.

Wow, you have a very confused and amusing view of this situation," Peril said. "We're not your prisoners. You couldn't take me prisoner even with an army of IceWings. Not even if all of them had arrogant foreheads like yours. There isn't actually a world in which you need to decide whether to 'release' me. I released myself a long time ago, but thanks anyway.

Maybe we should destroy it," Sunny said unexpectedly. They all turned to look at her.

Well, thank you," she said. "Although I'm going to vote against calling it 'magical death spit,' please.

I'd rather have pie," Kinkajou said.

She'll be all right, Darkstalker thought. A thousand futures dropped away before him as he made his first choice. Futures where his sister joined his quest for power; futures where she fought him and stopped him; futures where they were best friends; futures where one of them killed the other, or vice versa. As Darkstalker folded his talons together, choosing to keep them still for tonight, every possible future with a thrice-moonborn sister disappeared.

If so, it was bad, it was very, very bad that a part of him was tempted not to stop them.

Do you see a hundred other options somewhere?" he barked.

Kind of an idiot MudWing move,

anything happens, you're leaving

A wall of indestructible ice between him and Foeslayer. "That's not —" Arctic started, then bit back the rest of his sentence as his mother hissed at him. "In fact," she spat, "since you are so overwhelmed by this animus gift decision, it seems best for you to stay in seclusion until it is time for the ceremony. Clearly something here has been distracting you, but we won't let that be a problem anymore.

She wasn't a great mother, but she was still her mother. "If we run away," Foeslayer said, "your mother will kill mine, and the other two NightWings as well. She'll think I convinced you to run off with me and she'll blame them.

scrolls. And then we'll figure out for ourselves if we're going