Quotes About Decision

Charles realized that if he were going to apologize to Chrestomanci, he had better do it at once. He turned around to say it. But the folds had already rippled flat and nothing was the same anymore....

This wood," Yam told him, "is like human memory. It does not need to take events in their correct order. Do you wish to go to an earlier time and start from there?" "Would I understand more if I did?" Hume asked. "You might," said Yam. "Both of us might." "Then it's worth a try," Hume agreed. They went together down the left-hand fork.

Honestly, David, sometimes when they all start I don't know whether to scream or just walk out into the sunset. [...] - Why don't you do both? Walk into the sunset screaming?

I do feel responsible. He used to be able to look after himself. Now he can't. That's so different, so strange. The big question is: Is more improvement really possible, or should I stop pushing him?' [p. 153]

We did it because it was the right thing to do.

doing and not doing, everyone's conscience finds its

You got dealt some crappy cards. But you're the one who has to decide how to play them.

when it comes to making a decision, look at both sides, listen to your heart, then pick one and dive in.

No one can hold you to a decision made in the middle of the night.

I made a resolution to telephone my mother the next day, but it was a safe resolution; no one can hold you to a decision made in middle of the night.And then my spine sent me an alarm. A presence. Here. Now. At my side.

When the time was right he would run away—and be part of the story.

She made her resolution. In for a penny, in for a pound.

stood with my hand on the handle of the third door. The rule of three, Miss Winter had said. But I wasn't in the mood for her story anymore. Her dangerous house with its indoor rain and trick mirror had lost its interest for me.

Què havia de fer de tota aquella llibertat?

her fear of action was overtaken by her fear of inaction.

Thought before action, if you have time

Beach's conspicuous intelligence would take him far if only he would stir himself to choose a direction

Reason said it was wasn't long enough. Instinct said it was.

I doubt if there is such a thing as a wholly free choice, because one's choices are rooted in one's personality.

All of a sudden we saw a high, round tower in the distance, on a little hill. Father instantly decided that we must explore it, though mother wasn't enthusiastic. It was difficult to find because the little roads twisted and woods and villages kept hiding it from us, but every few minutes we caught a glimpse of it.

So each round in the game is when you are alive here on Earth. Your spirit is here playing the game. Then when you die that is the end of that particular round. If you decide you want to play another round, then you are born again. Or if you want to drop out for a round or two, then you do. And time passes, and later on if you decide you want to play another round of the game you are born again.

She was the one, I decided, who would guide me into the vortex of the cliche.

It was necessary because she needed to do it. This is what made it necessary.

Choice is a subtle form of disease.