Quotes About Choice

Sometimes you make a bad choice in these matters, of men and horns and fins. Sometimes it seems no choice is good. And really, I lie when I ask who made men the trees, the stars. Almighty fathers and stepfathers: that's who.

One man's ways may be as good as another's, but we all like our own best.

What you do makes a difference, and you have to decide what kind of difference you want to make.

You cannot get through a single day without having an impact on the world around you. What you do makes a difference, and you have to decide what kind of difference you want to make.

We have the choice to use the gift of our life to make the world a better place--or not to bother

You may do this, I tell you, it is permitted. Begin again the story of your life.

There the beloved red sweater, bright tangle of necklace, earrings of amber. Each confirming: I chose these, I. But habit is different: it chooses. And we, it's good horse, opening our mouths at even the sight of the bit.

As water given sugar sweetens, given salt grows salty, we become our choices.

The point of cities is multiplicity of choice.

Scissors. He'd pulled a credit card and a pair of scissors from the drawer. Which meant he could either bribe or stab his adversary. Or he could go into a frenzy and cut up Jill's credit card. That would confuse 'em.

Danger is everywhere, but fear, that's a choice we make.

Ultimately we really only have the choice of trusting that God's with us, willing ourselves to walk with him as we walk this earth, learning from the roads we take.

Happiness, they say, is a decision, not just a feeling. And I have decided to get rip-roaringly drink and throw caution to the wind.

when you ask children why homework is important, they will tell you ("so I can learn," "so I will get a better grade"). They can then decide how much time they need and when is the best time for them. (Parents usually want their children to do their homework as soon as they get home from school. Children would usually like some downtime first. When children get some choice, they feel empowered.)

The interior drama, therefore, is always the important one. The "story of your life" is written by you, by each reader of this book. You are the author. There is no reason, therefore, for you to view the drama and feel trapped by it. The power to change your own condition is your own. You have only to exercise it.

A reader's tastes are peculiar. Choosing books to read is like making your way down a remote and winding path. Your stops on that path are always idiosyncratic. One book leads to another and another the way one thought leads to another and another. My type of reader is the sort who burrows through the stacks in the bookstore or the library (or the Web site — stacks are stacks), yielding to impulse and instinct.

It's incredible how enormous actions can turn on the whim of a single man.

If we chose to refuse irony, we risk becoming irony's dupe.

To help pass the time, William set to work writing. He called the first tract he wrote in Newgate Prison The Great Case for Liberty of Conscience. In the tract he argued that a person could be free only if he or she had choices to make, and when those choices were made for a person by someone over him or her, everyone loses out. People must be allowed to test the truth of their beliefs for themselves and see if that was what they really believed or merely what they had been made to believe.

Let me tell you a few things about regret...There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain that brought us from there to here. Should you regret the whole chain, and the air in between, or each link seperately as if you could uncouple them? Do you regret the beginning which ended so badly, or just the ending itself?

Let me tell you a few things about regret...There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain that brought us from there to here. Should you regret the whole chain, and the air in between, or each link separately as if you could uncouple them? Do you regret the beginning which ended so badly, or just the ending itself?

Brie de Meaux is generally considered to be the king of Bries, but if you have a choice, buy on taste.

People do not cry because it is the end. They cry because the end does not correspond with their imagination of it. Their first choice is always their own imagining; they refuse to be deterred by warnings. They say I choose this because although the price is high the thing itself is more precious, durable and beautiful. The light of imagined events is always so arranged that the customers do not see the flaws in what they have chosen to buy with their dreams.

I think people ought to be called what they want to be called.