Francois Rabelais Quotes

How long halt ye between two opinions?

When you're trying to please both sides of the fence at the same time you really can't do that.

I'll let you go. If you stay.

I still can't decide which is more fun - reading or writing.

The person attempting to travel two roads at once will get nowhere.

This product is a compromise, and the nature of compromise is that you don't get everything you want.

You can have peace. Or you can have freedom. Don't ever count on having both at once.

He can't decide whether to leave his visor half open or half closed.

I see it all perfectly; there are two possible situations - one can either do this or that. My honest opinion and my friendly advice is this: do it or do not do it - you will regret both.

I think people have all faced decisions at times where you never know.

There must be a happy medium somewhere between being totally informed and blissfully unaware.

Sometimes there are two very opposite directions, and we go with the stronger one at the end. It's an impulse thing, like, 'Oh, I love both so much, but it's got to be one or the other because the two don't work together.'

There is a time when we must firmly choose the course which we will follow or the endless drift of events will make the decision for us.

There is such a choice of difficulties, that I own myself at a loss how to determine

If you make enough decisions in life, you’re bound to make some of them wrong.

I don't want the bottom, so I have to sacrifice the top.

I will always need to compromise and make choices - you just have to work hard at making the right choice day by day.

To ride two horses at the same time is difficult.

i wish i could freeze this moment, somehow delay my final decision, and just hang here in the balance between two places, two worlds, two loves.

Take one, and you cannot take the other. But neither path is safe. Which way would you walk — the way of hard truths or the way of fine lies?

What would you do if you had to choose?

Why did I come here? I thought. Why is it always only a matter of choosing between something bad and something worse?

What's it going to be then, eh?

I find it hard to take chances that might mean making bad decisions.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth.