Habit is, of all the plants of human growth, the one that has the least need of nutritious soil in order to live, and is the first to appear on the most seemingly barren rock.
The custom of the Church has very great authority and ought to be jealously observed in all things.
Habit is, as it were, a second nature. [Lat., Consuetudo quasi altera natura effici.]
We smoked the way other American families would have wine with dinner. For us, it was our sacrament. It was something that made a great life sweeter in every possible way.
What is a habit? It’s just a shackle for ourselves.
It is an old custom of these people to pick up a stone and toss it on the pile. Perhaps it is a symbolical lightening of the load they carry, perhaps a small offering to the gods of the trails.
Habit is a second nature.
I trust everything, under God, to habit, upon which, in all ages, the lawgiver, as well as the schoolmaster, has mainly placed his reliance,--habit, which makes everything easy, and casts all difficulties upon the deviation from the wonted course.
Habit is second nature.
Habit is Heaven's own redress: it takes the place of happiness.
I believe it is customary in good society to take some slight refreshment at five o'clock.
