Quotes About Decision

Then the question becomes what do we

But for what reason? Council

Vee-one meant the aircraft had reached sufficient takeoff speed and there was no going back.

If you think there's no choice, look harder. There is always a choice. A third way, if not a fourth. Whether we have the strength to make those choices is another matter. Of which I am no less guilty than anyone else.

It was Churchill himself who described Sir John Jellicoe, the commander-in-chief, as "the only man who could lose the war in an afternoon".

All sooners know life is something you just borrow for a while. Each person must choose how to spend it.

The onset of adulthood is an organic, creeping process. No one wakes up one day and decides, Lo, on this day I shall forever put away childish things and begin clipping coupons to go to Wal-Mart.

I often quoted a popular Chinese proverb when addressing our leaders: "The best time to plant a tree is twenty years ago. The second best time is today.

You should always listen to your woman, and then make your own decision. If you choose to go with your woman's suggestion even when deep in your heart you feel that another decision is more wise, you are, in effect, saying, "I don't trust my own wisdom." You are weakening yourself by telling yourself this. You are weakening your woman's trust in you: why should she trust your wisdom if you don't?

However, if you give up your real decision to follow your woman's, then you will blame her for being wrong if she is wrong, and you will feel disempowered if she is right, having denied yourself the opportunity to act from your core and grow from your mistakes.

You may make the right decision or the wrong one, but whatever happens, it is your best shot, and you will strengthen your capacity for future action.

Every moment waited is a moment wasted, and each wasted moment degrades your clarity of purpose.

You have to know exactly what you're doing before you decide to use guns.

The policeman recognized me, but I suppose that's only natural. Silk was going to kill him, but I said no." "Why?" Beldin asked bluntly. "We were in the middle of a busy street for one thing. Killing somebody's the sort of thing you ought to do in private, wouldn't you say?

The queen sighed. What am I going to do with all of you now! You're going to let us continue our journey, Belgarath replied calmly. We'll argue about it, of course, but in the end that's the way it'll turn out. She stared at him. You did ask, after all. I'm sure you feel better now that you know.

Any fool can raise an army, but you start running into trouble around suppertime.

Garion drew in a deep breath. Or, he continued, I can go off by myself and find Torak - wherever he is - and try to kill him. Silk whistled, his eyes widening. He said that I didn't have to go alone, Garion added hopefully. I asked him about that. Thanks, Belgarath said dryly.

Morality deals with what we might like to do, but politics deals with what we must do. There's no connection between them at all.

In spite of this universal plunge toward matrimony, I still haven't lost my senses. If worse comes to worse, I still know how to run.

What you have to decide is whether you should do something, not whether you can do it.

The greatest regret of my military career was as Commanding General of the 1st Cavalry Division in Iraq in 2004-2005, he later wrote of the decision he made. I lost 169 soldiers during that year-long deployment. However, the monument we erected at Fort Hood, Texas, in memoriam lists 168 names. I approved the request of others not to include the name of the one soldier who committed suicide. I deeply regret my decision.

But if I decide to decide there's a different, less selfish, less lonely point to my life, won't the reason for this decision be my desire to be less lonely, meaning to suffer less overall pain? Can the decision to be less selfish ever be anything other than a selfish decision?

What if sometimes there is no choice about what to love? What if the temple comes to Mohammed? What if you just love? without deciding? You just do: you see her and in that instant are lost to sober account-keeping and cannot choose but to love?

It is within your power to experience a crowded, loud, slow, consumer-hell-type situation as not only meaningful but sacred, on fire with the same force that lit the stars - compassion, love, the sub-surface unity of all things. Not that that mystical stuff's necessarily true: the only thing that's capital-T True is that you get to decide how you're going to try to see it. You get to consciously decide what has meaning and what doesn't. You get to decide what to worship.