Quotes About Choice

If you don't even know where the door is, how can you ever expect to be able to walk through it? Of course, you don't have to walk through it unless you want to. All I'm testing here is whether or not you know where the doorway is. I'm giving you choices.

What we have here is a very basic problem. The only way to make use of underground resources is to mine them, and if you mine them, they're going to damage the local flora and fauna. That's as true under the water as it is on land, but it hasn't stopped us - that is, mankind - from doing it over and over again. That's a fact. You just need to make a choice.

within the same person described ... we have not one or even two but at least three distinct entities. 1. The old sin nature-the root cause of all sin. 2. The new divine nature-which is unable to sin. 3. The believer-who chooses which of the other two will be in control.

When people can do something simple to avoid conflict--say, hit a button or unlock a latch--they'll generally do it.

Ultimately, everyone has to ask himself or herself how they're going to fail. We all do, you know, so let's get that out of the way. The choice isn't between success and failure; it's between choosing risk and striving for greatness, or risking nothing and being certain of mediocrity.

The choice isn't between success and failure; it's between choosing risk and striving for greatness, or risking nothing and being certain of mediocrity.

Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?" "That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat. "I don't much care where—" said Alice. "Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat. —Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll

She's a librarian, Sim said. They're not teachers; don't give you half as much hassle. If there's a fire in the school and I've got to choose who I'm gonna save - a teacher or a librarian - the teacher's gonna burn every time. (p. 24)

Knowing that it is up to me what happens next. (And knowing when it is out of my hands.)

There are people who prefer to say 'yes' and there are people who prefer to say 'no'. Those who say 'yes' are rewarded by the adventures they have. Those who say 'no' are rewarded by the safety they attain.

These 'offer-block-accept' games have a use quite apart from actor training. People with dull lives often think that their lives are dull by chance. In reality everyone chooses more or less what kind of events will happen to them by their conscious patterns of blocking and yielding.

It was said six hundred years ago by a great man. He said, 'They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.

I've always wanted to be independent and answer for myself. That probably is the part of me I would class to be feminist. I'd like to have children marriage I have a bit of an issue with.

In fact, we often prefer predictable, obvious suffering to suffering that may or may not happen at any given time. And

When students are taught to approach argument through inquiry, good things happen: they choose topics worthy of arguing, they gain ownership (through choice) of their writing, and their teacher is not stuck in Groundhog Day reading the same argument paper over and over. Key

As much as possible, I am trying to create agency in my young writers. Students who have acquired agency don't need the teacher to assign them a prompt; they are young writers who are able to independently generate writing from self-initiated ideas. They revel in choice—the very choice I am afraid will disappear in classrooms operating under the testing pressures generated by the Common Core writing standards. One

Tell me which you could sooner do without, love or water." "What do you mean?" "I mean, could you live without love, or could you live without water?" "Why can't I have both?

Nothing is compulsory. Free will is paramount. But free will comes with the burden of consequences.

When they play MARRY/FUCK/KILL, you'll never be KILL again!

Most folks are just about as happy as they've made up their minds to be.

Life is like checkers. When you reach the top, you can move wherever you want.

The man who can't make a choice makes a choice.

Max couldn't believe he'd fallen for her. If he'd just had a thing for flat-chested women none of this would have happened.

The only thing that mattered was that the quarter century or so he had remaining would be his life, to live out as he chose and in his own best interests. Nothing took precedence over that: not work, not friendships, not relationships with women. Those were all components of his life, and valuable ones, but they did not define it or control it. That was up to him, and him alone.