Habit is thus the enormous fly-wheel of society, its most precious conservative agent. It alone is what keeps us all within the bounds of ordinance, and saves the children of fortune from the envious uprisings of the poor. It alone prevents the hardest and most repulsive walks of life from being deserted by those brought up to tread therein.
Habits are where our lives and careers and bodies are made.
Habits are the invisible architecture of everyday life.
As our acts vary, our habits will follow in their course.
Habits are to the soul what the veins and arteries are to the blood, the courses in which it moves
Good or bad, habits always deliver results.
Repeated actions are stored as habits. If the repeated actions aren't fundamentally sound, then what comes out in a game can't be sound. What comes out will be bad habits.
They all do the same things. They may think their sins are original, but for the most part they are petty and repetitive.
Habit is formed out of memory... We often shape our present situation according to those habitual memories. Instead of starting fresh, we go back to what we've done in the past... easier for us than fighting our way through foreign territory.
And habits are hell's own substitute for good intentions. Habits are the ruin of ambition, of initiative , of imagination. They're the curse of marriage and the after-bane of death.
Habits are formed by the repetition of particular acts. They are strengthened by an increase in the number of repeated acts. Habits are also weakened or broken, and contrary habits are formed by the repetition of contrary acts.
Habits are more powerful than fears.
Habits are like the wrinkles on a man's brow; if you will smooth out the one, I will smooth out the other.
Ninety-nine hundredths or, possibly, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousandths of our activity is purely automatic and habitual, from our rising in the morning to our lying down each night.
Habits are like submarines; they run silent and deep.
Virtually everything we do in life is a matter of habit. Habits make us who we are. Why not change your habits to better your life?
Habits are soon assumed; but when we strive to strip them off, 'tis being flayed alive.
Most of the choices we make each day may feel like the products of well-considered decision making, but they’re not. They’re habits.
Success is hastened or delayed by one’s habits. It is not your passing inspirations or brilliant ideas so much as your everyday mental habits that control your life.
Habits, soft and pliant at first, are like some coral stones, which are easily cut when first quarried, but soon become hard as adamant.
