There's small choice in rotten apples.
The choice and master spirits of this age.
The story is extant, and writ in choice Italian.
Who does i' the wars more than his captain can
Becomes his captain's captain; and ambition,
The soldier's virtue, rather makes choice of loss,
Than gain which darkens him.
Old-fashioned poetry, but choicely good.
Here we may reign secure; and in my choice
To reign is worth ambition, though in hell:
Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven.
What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice,
Of Attic taste?
God sifted a whole nation that he might send choice grain over into this wilderness.
Are these the choice dishes the Doctor has sent us?
Is this the great poet whose works so content us?
This Goldsmith's fine feast, who has written fine books?
Heaven sends us good meat, but the Devil sends cooks?
Choice word and measured phrase above the reach
Of ordinary men.
The Devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice,
An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.
God offers to every mind its choice between truth and repose.
White shall not neutralize the black, nor good
Compensate bad in man, absolve him so:
Life's business being just the terrible choice.
Inclination snatches arguments
To make indulgence seem judicious choice.
The difficulty in life is the choice.
There is such a choice of difficulties that I am myself at a loss how to determine.
Abstain from beans; that is, keep out of public offices, for anciently the choice of the officers of state was made by beans.
Hobson's choice.
If you get rid of evil you get rid of choice. Youâve got to have things to choose between, and that means good and evil. If you donât choose, youâre not human anymore. Youâre something else. Or youâre dead.
Human beings are defined by freedom of choice. Once you have them doing what theyre told is good just because theyre going to get a lump of sugar instead of a kick up the ahss (?!) then ethnics no longer exists. The state could tell them it was good to go off and mug and rape and kill some other nation.
God made his mind up, right from the beginning, that some were damned, some saved, and strictly what you did with life, saintly by choice or sinning, mattered to God not one benighted jot. You prosper? That probably means you're winning. You're losing, lost - the sudden voices shout it. You're lost, and nothing can be done about it.
Destiny puts forth a choice
Freedom has a lovely voice. Here is good, and there is evil - look on both, then take your choice
Choice is free but seldom easy - that's what human freedom means!
You can take your choice of time and space. In matters of history you can't have both