Quotes About Choice

Death either destroys us or frees us.

Just as I choose a ship when I am about to go on a voyage,' said Jonathan, 'so I shall choose my death when I am about to depart from this life.

We weren't victims,' Madeleine Dissoubray would later say. 'It wasn't like the Jews or the gypsies. We saw the German posters, we read about the penalties, we heard about the torture. We knew what we were doing. It was our choice, and this gave us a strong emotional link.' (Moorehead, 2011, 161)

Always go with the choice that scares you the most, because that's the one that is going to require the most from you.

Faris turned on him. "Why choose to wear black today, of all days? I know why I'm in black. Why are you? Mourning? He looked startled. "One does not wear mourning for a servant." You still don't understand, do you? He was not my servant." He regarded her anger, aghast. "What then? What else could he be? Her empty hands shook as she held them out to him. Her voice shook as she replied, "Glove to my hand." Slowly she closed her fists. "Everything.

One is either packed or unpacked. There is no middle ground.

alea iacta est: 'the die is cast'.

I had two choices. I could be bitter, or I could get on with life...Mine had been made...I wasn't going to be bitter.

It's not what happens to us, but what we do with what happens to us, that makes the difference.

There is a cyclone fence between ourselves and the slaughter and behind it we hover in a calm protected world like netted fish, exactly like netted fish. It is either the beginning or the end of the world, and the choice is ourselves or nothing.

I loved her – my enemy – by choosing to not make her a substitute god to which I offered too many waking thoughts – bitter, acrimonious – as if they were a prayer.

Gabriel: You're not going to do anything stupid, are you? Tamsin: You mean intentionally?

And also...well...i told them I want to get an apartment with him next year rather than live in the dorms." What'd they say?" Over their dead bodies." What did you say?" I asked whether they wanted to be burie or cremated.

But what happened the next morning, what will happen every morning for the rest of my life, that's up to me. I think people can choose to be victims or they can choose to be empowered and to carry on. That's what I want. To be empowered.

But how am I to live in the meantime?' I wailed. 'Tis for you to decide,' he said. 'You can be her enemy and make yourself miserable by it, or you can endure it. If 'twere me, I'd choose endurance.

Go on,"Lexy said. "What do you want to be today?

Perhaps, and this is where my breath catches in my throat, perhaps she let herself fall. The day was hers to choose and perhaps in that treetop moment when she looked down and saw the yard, the world, her life, spread out below her, perhaps she chose to plunge toward it headlong. Perhaps she saw before her a lifetime of walking on the ruined earth and chose, instead, a single moment in the air.

Perhaps she saw before her a lifetime of walking on the ruined earth and chose instead a single moment in the air.

Because for most of us, suicide is a moment we'll never choose. It's only for people like Lexy, who know they might choose eventually, who believe they have a choice to make.

If you think finding the right place just happens, you've got another think.

I'd much rather be someone's shot of whiskey than everyone's cup of tea.

How horribly easy it is, he thinks now, breathing hard, watching the light retreat down the lane, to go from good to bad, from the dream to the memory, from what we want to all we've ever had.

one of those unfortunate women who did not find nice men interesting. She found undesirables desirable. She sought out unpleasant boyfriends, then complained about them as though the government had allocated them to her.

You can set up housekeeping on one side of the looking glass or the other--the side that makes big things small or small things big.