Quotes About Decision

Me acosté en su vieja cama, y miré por la ventana este árbol que probablemente era mucho más pequeño cuando mi padre lo miraba. Y pude sentir lo que sentía en la noche cuando se dio cuenta de que si no se iba, nunca sería su vida. Sería de ellos.

Everyone gets an ending. Whether or not it's happy is up to them.

No podemos elegir de donde venimos pero si hacia donde vamos

No podemos elegir de dónde venimos, pero sí hacia dónde vamos

I said yes because I didn't want to do anything wrong.

But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there.

Mais même si on ne peut pas choisir d'où on vient, à partir de là, on peut quand même choisir où on veut aller.

I laid down on his old bed, and I looked through the window at this tree that was probably a lot shorter when my dad looked at it. And I could feel what he felt on the night when he realized that if he didn't leave, it would never be his life. It would be theirs. At least that's how he's put it.

Aunque no podamos cambiar de donde venimos, tenemos el poder de elegir a dónde vamos.

We all get an ending. Whether or not it's happy is up to us.

Even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can choose where we can go from there.

I report, I decide.

Democracy is built on the simplest premise that has ever supported a political system, that a majority of the voters will be right more often than they are wrong.

What Frost makes clear in his poem is that the act of choosing is the most important thing. The act of moving forward is what matters. He might have chosen either teaching or poetry. But he had to choose one or the other. He looked long down each path. He understood the loss involved—the cutting off of possibilities. He saw clearly that options once discarded are usually gone forever. Way leads on to way. But Krishsna writes: Concerning one's dharma, one should not vacillate!

A moment of choice is a moment of truth. It's the testing point of our character and competence.

I have the power to choose my response.

Ma, I'm going to enlist.

MARJORY walked pensively along the hall. In the cool shadows made by the palms on the window ledge, her face wore the expression of thoughtful melancholy expected on the faces of the devotees who pace in cloistered gloom. She halted before a door at the end of the hall and laid her hand on the knob. She stood hesitating, her head bowed. It was evident that this mission was to require great fortitude.

We can't make you do anything, but we can make you wish you had.

Although both men were full of resolve, the defender could not keep his doubts out of his mind, while the attacker refused to entertain any doubts. (Rommel vs. Eisenhower)

Compromise is a stalling between two fools.

Knowing those things are going to kill you, she said, and still you do it. How differently I might behave, Tom said, if immortality were an option.

Is that where it all went wrong? Or is it where it all went right?

If you wouldn't mind coming with us, sir? I am arresting you now and will shortly make a formal charge at the station.' I was so happy, so blissfully, radiantly, wildly happy that if I could have sung I would have sung. If I could have danced I would have danced. I was free. At last I was free. I was going on a journey now where every decision would be taken for me, every thought would be thought for me and every day planned for me. I was going back to school.