Quotes About Choice

But one thing is for sure: if you don't make courageous choices for yourself, nobody else will. There's

We live in a world where the yellow brick road has many forks and can take us on many incredible journeys.

In this new era, you have two choices: become a temp staffer (not a horrible choice) or become an artist-entrepreneur. Choose to commoditize your labor or choose yourself to be a creator, an innovator, an artist, an investor, a marketer, and an entrepreneur.

if you don't make courageous choices for yourself, nobody else will. There's

But the reality is: reinvention is life. This is the call to adventure that constantly whispers to us. Do we answer it? Do we take the call?

The key is building the foundation underneath. And then taking a positive action: to choose yourself.

That's when it clicked. When everything changed. When I realized that nobody else was going to do it for me. If I was going to thrive, to survive, I had to choose myself. In every way. The stakes have risen too high not to.

The day and age of the massive corporations that take care of us from beginning to end are over. But that is exciting news. It means we can choose the life we want for ourselves.

If you don't live in the world of choosing, you live in the world of excusing. 

When you don't choose, you excuse.

Always take the job, pursue the life, and have the friends that allow you to have as much freedom as possible.

But this is also the vortex on which we have the option to turn pro. It is where we own our idea machine power.

When you are at the crossroads, and your heart loves one path and doesn't love the other, forget about which path has the money and the work, and take the path you love.

You decide whom you say NO to. You are entitled to choose your tribe, regardless of what society imposes on you. You decide who in your life drains you of energy, and then purge them so you can soar. This does not mean you become a hermit; it means you choose your family, your friends, your colleagues, your tribe, your life.

For nothing is more unbearable, once one has it, than freedom.

Perhaps everybody has a garden of Eden, I don't know; but they have scarcely seen their garden before they see the flaming sword. Then, perhaps, life only offers the choice of remembering the garden or forgetting it. Either, or: it takes strength to remember, it takes another kind of strength to forget, it takes a hero to do both.

The world is before you, and you need not take it or leave it as it was when you came in.

You took the best, so why not take the rest?

Now, one hears from a long time ago that white is merely a state of mind. I add to that, white is a moral choice. It's up to you to be as white as you want to be and pay the price of that ticket. You cannot tell a black man by the color of skin, either. But this is a democracy.

I think people ought to do what they want to do, what else are they alive for?

Nothing is more unbearable, once has it, than freedom.

The people who think of themselves as White have the choice of becoming human or irrelevant.

I knew the tension in me between love and power, between pain and rage, and the curious, the grinding way I remained extended between these poles—perpetually attempting to choose the better rather than the worse.

Why, for example—especially knowing the family as I do—I should want to marry your sister is a great mystery to me. But your sister and I have every right to marry if we wish to, and no one has the right to stop us. If she cannot raise me to her level, perhaps I can raise her to mine.