Quotes About Decision

No one would be foolish enough to choose war over peace--in peace sons bury their fathers, but in war fathers bury their sons.

If a man wants to be romantically involved with you, he tries to kiss you. That's the entire story, and if he doesn't kiss you, there is never a reason to wait around for him.

He could ask Lilly to stay, and she might. But his pride refused to ask her... She had to make the choice on her own to stay. If she didn't make the choice, she'd always be looking east.

no choice was wrong except the one that was imposed on us.

Nothing was a sure thing; every choice was just an educated guess, or a leap into a mysterious abyss. People might not change but their incentives could. So

Running into a burning building probably wasn't the smartest move Kenton Lake had ever made. Then again, sadly, it wasn't his dumbest either.

Aw, man, Ava, I should've gotten my own room!" Sully groaned. She

Are you thinking with your head or your dick?" Izaak demanded. "Asking for a friend. Asking because you're a dumbass and—

You were right," Eve spoke through numb lips. "I should have stayed away.

She didn't even have to look back. She'd made her choice. She didn't need to look into a broken mirror any longer.

events. First, just after I sat my finals at art college, the boys' breakthrough arrived: after almost two months of agonising, they heard that George Martin wanted them to sign a contract with Parlophone Records. We

John had told the other Beatles he was breaking up the group, prompted, apparently, by the chaos at Apple.

At some point, you just have to choose. And then be brave enough to stand up to the people who think you made the wrong choice.

Sometimes a person really must choose between two good things. Two good things, thought Flora. I would choose the thing that involved a cat.

The other was until a fortnight ago in the occupation of a liaison officer from the Ministry of Manpower, when the Treasury in its wisdom decided that co-operation with other branches of the Government was a luxury that could not be tolerated in time of war.

Sky blue," he replied proudly. "I thought of red at first and then I saw a red Moonbeam—exactly the same model—with two ghastly people in it. They had parked in a lay-by and they were hugging each other—on the main road, mark you! It was enough to put anyone off red cars for life. So I rang up the fellow at the garage and changed to sky blue.

Every great discovery or decision comes by an act of divination. Facts are fitted round afterwards.

For Americans war is almost all of the time a nuisance, and military skill is a luxury like Mah-Jongg. But when the issue is brought home to them, war becomes as important, for the necessary period, as business or sport. And it is hard to decide which is likely to be the more ominous for the Axis -- an American decision that this is sport, or that it is business.

Life is filled with challenges, blessing and the awareness that in life there are no guarantees. But one thing I'm sure of, is that for me, I'd rather die regretting the things I've done, then to regret the things I didn't do, but could have. So with this my new motto, I've decided to pursue what has lain quiescent in the back of my mind so now I write.

Already she was determined that the house she was going to look at was the right house. Wandlebury was the place she had been looking for—she knew it in her bones.

Offer him Ardfalloch for three months,' said Mr. Simpson. 'You need the money.' I told him I did not want to let Ardfalloch. 'You will sell a farm then,' he told me. 'Something you must do, MacAslan.' He showed me figures in a book, Donald, and I saw, then, that it was true. Something must be done. Figures are strange things," continued the voice in the darkness thoughtfully. "Columns of figures—and when they are added up—

Well, no," replied George; "but we'll think about it now. Let's see," he continued, eyeing the colt, whose light hide gleamed softly in the ever-increasing gloom, "Snowflake, Soapflake. What about Lux?

If it wasn't that it was all arranged I'd back down," declares Annie frankly. I assure Annie that a lot of people feel like that as their wedding day approaches. "Yes," says Annie. "Mrs. Fraser did too. Mrs. Fraser says it's like 'aving a tooth out. You're sorry you ever came when you find yourself in the dentist's chair, but you're all the better for it afterwards.

Mr. Mackenzie endeavoured to persuade me to buy a bed, but I refused for I had decided to have a new one. The bed in Mrs. Hall's boarding-house with its queer musty smell had given me a horror of second-hand beds and bedding. My refusal pained Mr. Mackenzie and to soothe his injured feelings I consented to buy a large old-fashioned chest of drawers and a standard lamp with a parchment shade.