Quotes About Choice

Trebuie sa te hotarasti ori traiesti cu cineva, ori il doresti. Nu poti dori ceea ce ai, e impotriva naturii.

Vous croyez que vous avez votre libre arbitre, mais un jour ou l'autre, vous allez reconnaître mon produit dans le rayonnage d'un supermarché, et vous l'achèterez, comme ça, juste pour goûter, croyez-moi, je connais mon boulot.

Il se trouve que je n'ai pas le choix : je dois me souvenir pour vieillir.

To die is man's finest action - and what might be his worst? To be born.

When walking in this mode we discover the immense vigour of starry night skies, elemental energies, and our appetites follow: they are enormous, and our bodies are satisfied. When you have slammed the world's door, there is nothing left to hold you: pavements no longer guide your steps (the path, a hundred thousand times repeated, of the return to the fold). Crossroads shimmer like hesitant stars, you rediscover the tremulous fear of choosing, a vertiginous freedom.

para saber lo que hay que hacer, pregúntate, a propósito de la acción que te propones: «¿Podría hacerla otra persona en mi lugar?». Si la respuesta es sí, abandónala, a menos que sea absolutamente indispensable.

My favorite animal is steak.

Ask your child what he wants for dinner only if he's buying.

Cogí su mano como hubiera hecho con la de un niño desgraciado. Y, como un niño, apoyó su cabeza sobre mi hombro. La recibía porque allí estaba; la arcilla recibe el durazno que cae. La mayor parte de los seres humanos no se eligen mejor que los árboles que han crecido juntos y cuyas ramas se confunden por el crecimiento.

Conheço muitos que não puderam quando deviam porque não quiseram quando podiam.

Did the squirrel realize how lucky he was to be there? Or on the contrary did he spend his life wondering whether he might not be better off somewhere else, or feeling that he didn't have the life he deserved? In the end, it depended on the comparisons the squirrel was able to make

When undertaking marriage, everyone must be the judge of his own thoughts, and take counsel from himself.

Do what thou wilt.

Bonheur: faire ce que l'on veut et vouloir ce que l'on fait

I am anything I wish to be. The world cannot choose for me. No, it is for me to choose what the world shall be.

I'm glad we're free, even if we do stupid things with the freedom sometimes. Maybe sometimes there isn't a right thing to do. Maybe there's just lots of wrong answers, and you have to pick one you can bear – something that doesn't break who you are.

Maybe you couldn't ever owe somebody your life, not really. You couldn't let anyone else decide what you did with it. You had to live it yourself, as truly as you could.

Who am I? The shell-selling Lace girl, the attendant of Lady Arilou, Mother Govrie's other daughter, the thing of dust, the victim, the revenger, the diplomat, the crowd-witch, the killer, the rescuer, the pirate? I am anything I wish to be. The world cannot choose for me. No, it is for me to choose what the world shall be.

A gulf of madness was opening at her feet, but there was no other path available to her.

Like fanning through a deck of cards, my mind flashes on the thousand chances, trivial to profound, that converged to re-create this place. Any arbitrary turning along the way and I would be elsewhere; I would be different. Where did the expression "a place in the sun" first come from? My rational thought process cling always to the idea of free will, random event; my blood, however, streams easily along a current of fate.

Travel releases spontaneity. You become a godlike creature full or choice, free to visit the stately pleasure domes, make love in the morning, sketch a bell tower, read a history of Byzantium, stare for one hour at the face of Leonardo da Vinci's 'Madonna dei fusi.' You open, as in childhood, and--for a time--receive this world. There's visceral aspect, too--the huntress who is free. Free to go, free to return home bringing memories to lay on the hearth.

The only power you have is the word no.

Every aspect of our lives is, in a sense, a vote for the kind of world we want to live in.

Hope is not wishful thinking. It's not a temperament we're born with. It is a stance toward life that we can choose...not not. The real question for me, though, is whether m hope is effective, whether it produces or is just where I hide to ease my own pain.