Quotes About Choice

Actually, Jake said, isn't life what we make it, wherever we are, whenever we may be - wherever it is that we are?

Daniel grinned. "Do something!" he told Jesse. "Marry her, before she does decide to marry Anthony Miller.

Each man follows his own path - his own destiny, if you will. And only he is responsible for the choice.

A man's religious choice didn't matter in the least if it was his path to decency and remembering his fellow man.

No matter the planet of origin, parentage, past misdeeds or present challenges-we have to assume that our success or failures come by every individual's choice.

Life is love deciding to live our lives.

There is choice. We can suffer or make miracles.

God-given right to live as they pleased.

You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. —Dr. Seuss

I'd rather regret the things I've done than the things I haven't done. —Lucille Ball

Yes, there was a trick to it. You inherited your life, or you invented it. You figured out what you wanted life to be and then somehow or other you made it that way. Then, miracle of miracles, you liked it!

Trust what feels right to you, let go of the rest.

Dispelling fear. Taming what was scary not by hiding it, not by blocking it or burying it, not by keeping it secret, but by reminding themselves, and everyone else, to choose love, choose openness, to think and be calm. That there were more ways than just two, wider possibilities than hidden or betrayed, stalled or brokenhearted, male or female, right or wrong. Middle ways. Ways beyond.

She wasn't sure that parenting ever qualified as brave. Or maybe it always did. Because it's not like you got a choice.

Parenthood is like that...the harder the choice, the less likely any of the options are good ones

Parenthood is like that." She tried to be doctorly. "The harder the choice, the less likely any of the options are good ones.

ispelling fear. Taming what was scary not by hiding it, not by blocking it or burying it, not by keeping it secret, but by reminding themselves, and everyone else, to choose love, choose openness, to think and be calm. That there were more ways than just two, wider possibilities than hidden or betrayed, stalled or brokenhearted, male or female, right or wrong. Middle ways. Ways beyond.

Not much of what I value in our lives is easy. But there's not much of it I'd trade for easy either, I don't think.

There's a fork in the road. It seems like there are only two choices. It seems like the task is to figure out which way to go, left or right, forward or back, deeper or safer, but in fact any of those choices is easy compared to the real trick. The real trick is you have to forge your way straight ahead through the trees where there is no path.

Taming what was scary not by hiding it, not by blocking it or burying it, not by keeping it secret, but by reminding themselves, and everyone else, to choose love, choose openness, to think and be calm. That there were more ways than just two, wider possibilities than hidden or betrayed, stalled or brokenhearted, male or female, right or wrong. Middle ways. Ways beyond.

Rosie appreciated the support but wasn't sure parenting ever really qualified as brave—or maybe it always did—because it's not like you had a choice.

We all choose the terms of the desperate bargains we make with the powers that may be, which baseless beliefs and decaying wisdoms we cling to, and which we discard as superstition or sorcery or the ravings of misguided zealots. Which is to say: it may not make sense all the way, but it makes sense enough.

But if you went back to wearing pants,' said Roo, 'you could retire ten years earlier.

Homework is not an option. My bed is sending out serious nap rays. I can't help myself. The fluffy pillows and warm comforter are more powerful than I am. I have no choice but to snuggle under the covers.