Choose Me Quotes

Don’t choose me. I’m not worth your time.

The ideas choose me, not the other way around.

I don’t choose what I compose. It chooses me.

I chose the shadows; they did not choose me. I stay here securely not just because I feel plain, but because disappearance is by now the easy way. The habit. The worn path that I can trod knowingly and be assured safe passage home.

Even if I wanted to run for Ethiopia, I wouldn’t expect the government or federation to choose me to do that.

I fell in love with him. But I don’t just stay with him by default as if there’s no one else available to me. I stay with him because I choose to, every day that I wake up, every day that we fight or lie to each other or disappoint each other. I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.

If it was a sin for you to choose me . . . then I would go to the Devil himself and bless him for tempting ye to it.

No guy in his right mind would ever choose me when there are people like Hana in the world: It would be like settling for a stale cookie when what you really want is a big bowl of ice cream, whipped cream and cherries and chocolate sprinkles included.

I don’t choose. Normally it’s the book that chooses me.

I choose him over and over again, and he chooses me.

It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.

Do you think that I am an old man? I could prove to this congregation that I am young; for I could find more girls who would choose me for a husband than can carry any of the young men.

That’s where I got my start and where I’ll continue to work, but I can’t tell you the number of films between Drugstore Cowboy and Curly Sue that I auditioned for and wanted that didn’t choose me.

I say God is kind. So many people want to do what I do [comedy] for a living, and so he didn’t have to choose me. So I don’t take all the credit, but I do know that I love what I do, and I see it as a gift.

Art is free, but of course you have to be alert to catch it when it comes onto the canvas. I don’t choose the ideas, they choose me. I don’t wait for them. They come without my permission!

My father, never chooses me for anything. Unless he needs a human shield. Thirty years and all I am to him is a hunk of meat to block buck shot. Told you dad needed me. Who’s the best man now?

So many stories, and to choose which ones to tell and how to tell them. The words, they will tap me on the shoulder and they will speak to me: Tell me! Tell me! The stories choose me.

Dark times call for dark choices. Choose me.

I don’t pick and choose subjects or settings; they pick and choose me.

It sounds corny, but it’s absolutely true: A song chooses me. I don’t go looking for a certain kind of lyric. It kind of develops its own little arc and I’ll just see what happens.

When I came to England in ’86, my first week of school was terrible because I would put my hand up to answer things, and no one would choose me because they couldn’t say my name.

This was love, I supposed, and eventually I would come to know it. Someday it would choose me and I would come to know its spell, for long stretches and short, two times, maybe three, and then quite probably it would choose me never again.

Did I choose you? Did you choose me? And what difference does it make? All that really matters, friend, is that we chose together.

A lot of the time the film chooses me. I’ll be working and I’ll get a call from my agent and I’ll get the script and then tell him what I think.

I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I’m going to be happy in it.

Barrel of the gun, rounds one two three She says I have to pick: choose you, or choose me Metal to the temple, the explosion is deafening Lick the blood that covers me She’s the last one standing “Roulette” Collateral Damage, Track 11

To keep it simple, why did God choose me? Because He felt like it!

I am not the one who loves – It’s love that chooses me. When hatred with his package comes, you forbid delivery…

I’m happy to have a physical part in ‘High Tension,’ in ‘Hereafter,’ and in a lot of French movies and Belgian movies. But its not by chance directors choose me for physical parts. I like to do that. I like to tell a story also with the body. It’s important, because you can tell a lot of things.

I am not the one who loves –
It’s love that chooses me.

I am lucky that the Western world chooses me to play roles in their movies an television, whatever language it may be.