I chose and my world was shaken. So what? The choice may have been mistaken; the choosing was not. You have to move on.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I had my foot in both worlds. I knew what I didn't want, and so I had to make a choice, just like N.W.A. made choices.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
You decide the things that ultimately you do. You have choices in this world, and that's how I live.
Many people out there don't have a choice in choosing their friends and the people they're being manipulated by. Thank God, I have that choice. I can use my judgment and choose.
Choosing is a creative process, one through which we construct our environment, our lives, ourselves.
I've made mistakes, and I know why I made them, but I made that choice. Nobody's ever made a choice for me.
I was desperately unhappy trying to adjust to the world.
Some people are going to be happy with my decision, some people aren't... But I must live my life.
Any decision I make is based on myself, and the only person I have to give an explanation to is God.
I didn't choose literature. Literature chose me. There was no decision on my side.