Quotes About Decision

That is who Barack Obama is - a person of admirable character - and that is who he has remained for me over these last four years. I have not agreed with his every decision, but never once have I seen him break his cool, lose his composure, or abandon his insightful perspective - even during the most serious and/or absurd national disasters.

The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving.

It's not your business to decide if a woman you love should, or should not, marry you. It's her business. Tell her all about yourself and leave the decision to her. God knows it's trouble enough having to make one's own decisions in life without having to make other people's too.

Are you quite sure that you want to hear it?" he asked. "Sometimes, Maria, a story that one hears starts one off doing things that one would not have had to do if one had not heard it.

You articulate logical answer under pressure, Mem Leonowens," Monkut pronounced without looking at her. "That is very kind of—," panted Anna. "—but irritating superior attitude King find most unbeautiful. However, it will serve you well given decision I now make.

I often think about bachelors, a life of pure decision, of thoughtful calculations, of every inclination honored. They go about on their own, nicely accompanied in their singularity by the companion of possibility. For cannot any man, young or old, rich or poor, turn a few corners and bump into marriage?

If only one knew what to remember or pretend to remember. Make a decision and what you want from the lost things will present itself. You can take it down like a can from a shelf. Perhaps.

But a lot of water has passed under a lot of bridges now, and I don´t know if that is something I could do.

Will ye come with me?" he whispered. And she answered without hesitation. "Yes, please.

It's better to oversleep and miss the boat than get up early and sink.

Men will consider deeply before they buy a tie or choose a meal; but when it comes to throwing aside their purpose in life, possibly life itself, they do not think at all. They consent to be marshalled, controlled, exposed to unimagined shock, mutilation and death, with barely a tremor, and their reasons for complying, if indeed they have any, would comparen most shamefully with their reasons for doing anything else.

The fact that women tend to regard the most important decision of their lives as already made, once they have married, makes them readier than their husbands to settle down and sit still in the situations at which they have arrived. It contributes, that is, to the passivity which is so commonly taken as characteristic of women, and also to the conservatism expected of them.

Besides, I have determined that

The choice is not between what is and what was, but between what is and what will be, which, often enough, is nothing.

Right now, in the amazing moment that to us counts as the present, we are deciding, without quite meaning to, which evolutionary pathways will remain open and which will forever be closed. No other creature has ever managed this, and it will, unfortunately, be our most enduring legacy.

We live in a world," he has said, "where deliberately dimming the fucking sun might be less risky than not doing it.

In the end, I always act from the heart, even if I also value reason and tradition. I wish I could explain why, but I don't know.

too—I realized that my only hope was to give up the life that had been, in order to make room for the life that is. I call it my "choiceless choice.

the plateau? she silently demanded of Ty. Why did you turn her loose? She could lead

Just answer me this, will you? You said you were going to dispose of me. How are you planning to do it?" Master John finished the last thin delicious slice of his pear in a leisurely manner. "I can't tell you," he replied. "That isn't altogether for me to decide. There are various ways to dispose of you. Some you may have thought of already. Others will no doubt occur to you.

You could believe in God, looking at James. He looked at himself, and decided not to.

I haven't stopped thinking about anything you have said." She looked down at the worktop. "You're not perfect, Owen, and I apologize for pointing it out to you on so many occasions. I honestly didn't think you were serious until last night, but you're right, I do want you. I always have." She looked up at me. "So, why would I walk away from you now?

always a choice, even in not choosing.

Honey, I've learned to ask not why but what? 'Now that I'm in this impossible place, Lord, what do I do next?