We don’t get to choose our time.
God doesn’t ask if we accept this life. There is no choice. Life is forced upon you. The only choice is how you live it. Or not. That’s a choice as well.
Our lives were never ours. There was no real life because we didn’t have any choice. Our lives belong to Snow and our deaths do, too. But if you kill him, Katniss, if you end all of this, all those deaths, they mean something.
You always have a choice. You just happen to make the wrong f*****g one.
The hardest choices require the strongest wills.
The good lord got us on a road whether we choose it or not.
I guess we make choices in life, and we choose to live with them.
Goodness is something to be chosen.
You were the chosen one! It was said that you would destroy the Sith, not join them! Bring balance to the Force, not leave it in darkness!
You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, but you do have a say in who hurts you. And I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.
You cannot live your life to please others. The choice must be yours.
Whatever comes our way, whatever battle we have raging inside us, we always have a choice.
