Quotes About Choice

We can't escape fate, but we can do a great deal to carve our own mark in it – to turn it to our advantage or disadvantage.

You can't blame yourself for being, Kirby.(...) You can't blame a tree for reaching for the sun or another for rotting from within. We make our own choices and we're each responsible for them. Blame and credit belong to the individual. You haven't the right to claim either from someone else.

Choice turns out to be duty for both of us. But I'm here, and I'll wait. That's a choice, too, but it's not duty. I love you. It makes me afraid, and it makes me strong, but either way, I love you. So I'm here, and I'll wait.

weigh the scale. I'd say

You'll stay, won't you? Maddy asked Pilar. Yes, if you want. I think you should stay. Since Theo had grabbed the bags, she clomped off after him in her funky new shoes.

His ex-wife dumped him and the kids. Sophia's gaze lifted from the wine she held, met his. Dumped? Yeah, decided there was a big old world out there, and she was entitled to it. Couldn't explore it or herself with a couple of kids and a husband hanging on. So she left. How do you know this? Maddy talks to me.

There are only two kinds of people in the end: those who say to God, 'Thy will be done,' and those to whom God says, in the end, 'Thy will be done.'" —C. S. LEWIS

If God is love and humans are free, then there must be a hell. Not only would it be a contradiction for God to force people to love him, but it would also be hell for them to be forced to love the One they hate.

It is true that God desires all men to be saved (2 Peter 3-9), but that they have to choose to love him and believe in him. Now God can't force anyone to love him. Forced love is a contradiction in terms.

Love must be free: it is a free choice. So in spite of God's desire, some men do not choose to love him. All who go to hell do so because of their free choice. They may not want to go to hell, but they do will it.

Neither can we deny that free will (the power of free choice) is a good thing.

There are some things even God cannot do. He cannot force anyone to freely accept Him. Forced freedom is a contradiction in terms.

Love never forces itself on another's will. So

Since God by His very nature (love) cannot force anyone to love Him, it would be highly improper to think of a heaven where people were forced to be there.

All moral choices are free choices. No one can be praised or blamed for an act in which they had no free choice. If they were forced to do it, then they can't get either credit or blame. Hence if God destroyed all freedom, He would be destroying all possibility to love, praise, and worship Him – to say nothing of destroying all possibility of our enjoying His or other people's love, praise, and sacrifice on our behalf.

It is possible the world is divided into three genders - there are men, there are women and then there are women who choose to have nothing to do with children. How about men without children, he answered quickly, aren't they also different from fathers? She shook her head firmly, daring him to contradict her: no, all men are the same.

In any moment of decision, the best thing you can do is the right thing. The worst thing

Should she stick with the nice, sensitive guy who treats her well (Ben Stiller), or should she roll the dice with the frustrating boho bozo who treats her like crap (Ethan Hawk)? Winona made the kind of romantic decision most people my age would have made in 1994: She pursued a path that was difficult and depressing, and she did so because it showed the slightest potential for transcendence.

Saying you like Piano Man doesn't mean you like Billy Joel; it means you're willing to go to a piano bar if there's nothing else to do

When given the choice, we'd all rather be happy now … even if that guarantees we'll all be sad later.

If I were an adult, I would be drinking coffee; as it is, I'm drinking Mountain Dew.

Don't confuse disbelief and doubt. Doubt is healthy inquiry. Disbelief is a willful choice.

You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. Every time you don't throw yourself down the stairs, that's a choice. Every time you don't crash your car, you re-enlist.

Did perpetual happiness in the Garden of Eden maybe get so boring that eating the apple was justified?