Quotes About Decision

Courage is not the absence of fear, but the decision that something is more important than fear.

We all have freedom of choice. Over and over again, minute by minute. How will you live your life? For yourself Or for others? For something good? For love? Love.

I read once that courage is not the absence of fear, but the decision that something is more important than that fear.

Lia let out a low growl and moved her arrow to the base of his fat throat. What do you think, Gabi? Would you like to see these nuptials through? Not this day, I said How about on the morrow? Marcello asked, smiling and lifting my hand to his lips. If I am your groom? Hold that eHarmony thought, Lia whispered in English. We gotta get out of here.

There have been plenty of chances to close my eyes and go back to the sleep of my life as it was, but I hadn't taken any of them. Do I wish now that I had? It's hard to answer that question, as the wraiths move closer.

Life is an impossible twist of choice and circumstance. One rarely exists without the other.

There was no undoing the bad without losing the good. That was the trick of it all.

It's all these choices that we could have made, the things we might have done. We see them with perfect clarity only long after the moment has passed. Just thirty seconds either way, and I wouldn't have this story to tell you. I wouldn't be the same person telling it.

I don't believe in regret. If you regret things about your life, then I'll bet that you're not paying attention. Regret is just imagining that you know what would have happened if you took that job in California or married your high school sweetheart or just looked one more time before you stepped out into the street...or didn't. But you don't know; you can't possibly know.

People act out of love or they act out of fear," she said. "Those are the only two primary motivators.

The room was filled with the electricity of mistakes about to be made.

The knowledge. Of life and all its pain, the decision to stick around and do better. That's what heroism is, you know?

She could push inside or walk away. She could force a conversation, which might turn into a fight. Or just let him come to her when he was ready. She hesitated a moment, conflicted. Then she opted for the latter, moving quietly down the stairs, feeling that strange loneliness again. Uselessness, she thought, was the permanent condition of parenthood.

Who Wants to Be a Millionaire just started. She won't even notice I've gone!" He stuck his head around the door anyway. "Just heading out with Emily, Mom." "No, it's B, you idiot!" she shouted at the television.

The worst part was the fear - looking down at the rushing water that seemed miles away. But once you were on that branch, there was no going back.

Surely you can entrust your task to your friends. No, said Taran, after a long pause, I have taken it on myself through my own choice. If that is so, answered Medwyn, then you can give it up through your own choice.

It is true. Indeed, that is why I dared not speak. I have yearned to be again at the side of my beloved Arianllyn, and my thoughts are with her now. But had I chosen to return, I would ever wonder whether my choice was made through wisdom or following the wishes of my own heart. I see this is as it must be, and the destiny laid upon me. I am content to die here.

It is not given to men to know the ends of their journeys...It may be that you will never return to the places dearest to you. But how can that matter, if what you must do is here and now?

It is not given to men to know the ends of their journeys," Medwyn answered. "It may be that you will never return to the places dearest to you. But how can that matter, if what you must do is here and now?

What if they were allowed to choose their own mate? And chose wrong?

Our people made that choice, the choice to go to Sameness. Before my time, before the previous time, back and back and back. We relinquished color when we relinquished sunshine and did away with difference. We gained control of many things. But we had to let go of others.

It was as simple as that. Once he had yearned for choice. then, when he had had a choice, he had made the wrong one: the choice to leave. And now he was starving. But if he had stayed... His thoughts continued. If he had stayed, he would have starved in other ways. He would have lived a life hungry for feelings, for color, for love.

Well..., Jonas had to stop and think it through. If everything's the same, then there are no choices! I want to wake up in the morning and DECIDE things! A blue tunic, or a red one?

Life here is so orderly, so predictable-so painless. It's what they've chosen.