Quotes About Hesitation

They know they're supposed to do something, but they're not sure what. And you know what they do when they're not sure-- of course you do: They either do the wrong thing or they do nothing, and it's a toss up as to which is worse.

The worst thing one can do is not to try, to be aware of what one wants and not give in to it, to spend years in silent hurt wondering if something could have materialized--never knowing.

Indecision may or may not be my problem.

we really have to go back inside? It's not our fault that we're here. I wanted for us to turn around and go home. Really I did. I knew something was wrong." Boy

He went on to the outside door, opened it, and stepped back to let me out. Or I thought he was going to let me out. I stepped forward and he stepped sideways, and we bumped into each other again. Suddenly we were standing in the doorway, nose to nose. This time neither of us moved. We stood just there. The moment would have passed if either one of us had reacted normally. Or maybe we did react normally. It was a heck of a kiss.

Maggie shook her head. "I'm not calm, I'm just...hesitant. It's like, I always think pretty soon my life will be this great story, as soon as it starts.

If only I'd done such and such instead of such and such, gone there instead of there, said that and not that, or looked different, or hadn't gone out that day with Ivanhoe or that night or that week or anytime during the last two months

When in doubt, don't kill anyone.

Will you oblige me then?' His voice was low and smooth, nearly whispered ... Everything froze for a moment. Even the flickering lamps seemed to pause, flames surging upward and waiting ... 'No.

Hesitate in August. Be shy. Let your toes tremble in their sandals. However, pick the grape and eat with confidence.

Jack hesitated still, and Hazel wanted to say something comforting, give him some bright plastic flowers of words, but Jack would see them for what they were. Jack knew how to see things.

He lifted his hand to knock, but then he stopped. He could go neither forward nor back, so he simply stayed that way—hand frozen in the air.

Merci d'avoir fait le premier pas vers nos retrouvailles, car de mon côté, plus les jours passaient et moins j'osais.

We are much more bothered by the downside potential of changing course than we are by the downside potential of staying on the path we're already on.

Wrapped within all these forces interfering with quitting decisions is that we do not think of sticking with the status quo as an active decision in the same way that we view switching as one. We are much more concerned with errors of commission than errors of omission (failures to act). We're more wary of "causing" a bad outcome by acting than "letting it happen" through inaction.

Have you ever had a moment of regret after a decision where you felt, "I knew I should have made the other choice!"? That's an alternative version of you saying, "See, I told you so!

Ma mère écrivait, vous pourriez venir vous reposer à la maison, n'osant pas dire de venir les voir pour eux-mêmes.

Aujourd'hui si noir (mais pensais-je le garder un an ?).

Worry: a sustained form of fear caused by indecision

It took a while to decide I wanted to do Hamlet. It wasn't that I was daunted - I'd been acting professionally since my mid-20s and had some pretty big Shakespearean roles under my belt by that stage, at 32: Petruchio in 'The Taming of the Shrew,' Edgar in 'King Lear,' Antony, Richard III. But when it came to Hamlet, I hesitated.

There was an assistant professor I kind of had a crush on, but I was far too awkward and far too nervous to ever say anything.

I'm drawn to almost any piece of writing with the words 'divine love' and 'impeachment' in the first sentence. But I know the word 'divine' makes many progressive people run screaming for their cute little lives, and so one hesitates to use it.

I'm pathologically incapable of making decisions. Just ask my wife how long it took me to propose - on second thought, best not to bring it up.

I guess the only trouble was that George was very slow in getting around to proposing. Several times, I almost proposed to him.