Quotes About Decision

So, one-third of the time it's a bad idea to move, which means that two-thirds of the time it's a good idea.

She had the power to remove a child from an unkind parent and she sometimes did. But remove herself from an unkind husband? When she was weak and desolate? Where was her protective judge?

She could have phoned one of three friends, but she could not bear to hear herself explain her situation and make it irreversibly real.

Without a specific destination, the visitors chose routes as they might choose a colour, and even the precise manner in which they became lost expressed their cumulative choices, their will.

To kill the brain is to kill the will to kill the brain.

Briony knew her only reasonable choice then would be to run away, to live under hedges, eat berries and speak to no one, and be found by a bearded woodsman one winter's dawn, curled up at the base of a giant oak, beautiful and dead, and barefoot, or perhaps wearing the ballet pumps with the pink ribbon straps . . .

Era stanca di stare all'aperto, ma non aveva voglia di rientrare. Tutta qui, la scelta che offriva la vita, star dentro o star fuori? Possibile che la gente non potesse andare anche altrove?

He who hesitates is not only lost, but miles from the next exit.

Without a specific destination, the visitors chose routes as they might choose a colour

Somebody handed me two hand grenades," said Seaman Warren G. Harding of the California. "I said: 'What do I do with them?' He said: 'Never mind! Don't pull this!' That's all the instruction I had.

Though he knew the Japanese would attack the Aleutians, he had refused to divert the bulk of his forces from the main event north of Midway. He had been content to concede the loss of the westernmost islands in the Aleutians archipelago, knowing they offered little value as military assets and could be recaptured in good time.

She's come to you this time of her own accord, and crossed our threshold of her own free will. May she always be free, just as she is today.

you might want to decide fast. We live in a dangerous world. If you see a chance to be happy, you have to fight for it, so later you have no regrets.

I ripped my left arm out of his hand and slammed my elbow into his solar plexus. He exhaled in a gasp. I lunged for the dagger and sat on top of him, my knees pinning his arms, my dagger on his throat. He lay still. "I give up," he said and smiled. "Your move." Er. I was sitting atop the Beast Lord in my underwear, holding a knife to his throat. What the hell was my next move?

Curran looked at me. "What the hell was I supposed to do, catch the werebison as he was falling?

Curran shrugged and pulled me back to him. 'You don't pick the family you're born into. You pick the one you make. I already chose my mate and glued her ass to the chair to make sure she knew it.

And then what? I'll burn that bridge when I cross it.

No, you're not going with him." I crossed my arms. "Who decided that?" He put on his "I'm alpha and I'm putting my foot down" expression. "I decided.

And you expect me to commute two hours each way from the Keep to the Order. I kept my voice mild. I suppose I won't be needing my job, my house, or my clothes anymore. I didn't say that. Although let me get back to you on the clothes. It's still under consideration.

Someone pounded on the office door. Barabas moved to the door, slid aside the metal shutter covering the narrow spy window, and looked through it."It's your lover man." "Barabas, open the damn door," Raphael snarled. Barabas slid the shutter closed. "Do you want me to let him in?" "I'm thinking about it." Barabas slid the shutter open. "She's thinking about it.

So how was it? she asked. Kissing Curran? I can't let him kiss me again, because if he does, I'll sleep with him. Andrea blinked. Well, she said finally, At least you know where you stand.

Answer me this, did you hesitate at all or did you see the giant, go 'Wheee!' and run toward it?" "She ran toward it," Juke quipped. "He was biting people in half." "I rest my case," Curran said. "A note wouldn't have made any difference.

Still think she is worth it?" Mahon asked quietly. "Of course. She is my mate." Mahon sighed. "So you decided then." "Do you think we'd be laying here bleeding in the snow if I wasn't sure?" "Good point.

You should've let me twist his head off," Mahon said. "You can't let people insult your wife, Curran. One day you'll have to choose diplomacy or your spouse. I'm telling you now, it's got to be your wife. Diplomacy doesn't care if you live or die. Your wife does.