Quotes About Habit

Bad habits are like a comfortable bed, easy to get into, but hard to get out of.

A habit cannot be tossed out the window; it must be coaxed down the stairs a step at a time.

What you allow is what will continue.

Talking about our problems is the greatest addiction. Break the habit. Talk about your joys.

É em geral com o nosso ser reduzido ao mínimo que nós vivemos, a maioria de nossas faculdades permanece adormecida, porque repousa no hábito, que sabe o que cumpre fazer e não necessita delas.

As a rule it is with our being reduced to a minimum that we live, most of our faculties lie dormant because they can rely upon Habit, which knows what there is to be done and has no need of their services.

l tempo di cui disponiamo ogni giorno è elastico: le passioni che proviamo lo dilatano, quelle che ispiriamo lo restringono, e l'abitudine lo colma.

And since Habit, among all the plants that grow in human beings, is the one that has least need of nutritious soil in order to live, the first to appear on the most apparently arid rock, had he begun by treating the rupture as a pretense, he might eventually have become genuinely accustomed to it.

Now the memories of love are no exception to the general laws of memory, which in turn are governed by the still more general laws of Habit.

nothing is more limited than vice. In that sense one can really use a common expression and say that one is always turning in the same vicious circle. "How

When I raised a corner of the heavy curtain of habit (the stupefying habit which during the whole course of our life conceals from us almost the whole universe, and in the dead of night, without changing the label, substitutes for the most dangerous or intoxicating poisons of life some kind of anodyne which does not procure any delight), such a memory would come back to me

But above all my anguish was incomparably stronger this time, for many reasons, of which the most important was not perhaps that I had never tasted sensual pleasure with Mme de Guermantes or with Gilberte, but that since I did not see them every hour of every day and had no opportunity, and consequently experienced no need, to do so, my love for them lacked the all-powerful element of Habit.

The time which we have at our disposal every day is elastic; the passions expand it, those that we inspire contract it; and habit fills up what remains.

Sleep is divine but by no means stable; the slightest shock makes it volatile. A friend to habit, it is kept night after night in tis appointed place by habit, more steadfast than itself, protected from any possible disturbance; but if it is displaced, if it is no longer subjugated, it melts away like a vapour. It is like youth and love, never to be recaptured.

For just as it is not the desire to become famous but the habit of being laborious that enables us to produce a finished work, so it is not the activity of the present moment but wise reflexions from the past that help us to safeguard the future.

Al??kanl?k! Zihnimizin haftalar boyunca geçici bir düzende azap çekmesine göz yuman al??kanl?k, ama o olmasa, kendi imkanlar?yla s?n?rl? kalan zihnimizin bize içinde ya?anabilecek bir bar?nak sunamayaca?? için, her ?eye ra?men buldu?u zaman sevindi?i, o becerikli ama a??rkanl? düzenliyici!

Just as it is not the wish to be famous, but a habit of hard work, that may make a creative artist of us, so it is not the joy we take in the present, but sober reflection on the past, that may enable us to safeguard the future.

The time we have to spend each day is elastic: it is stretched by the passions we feel; it is shrunk by those we inspire; and all of it is filled by habit.

It may, incidentally, be observed that the regularity of a habit is usually in direct proportion to its absurdity.

And the more completely our desires have been realized and the longer the happiness has been prolonged, against the laws of nature, and has been consecrated by habit, the stronger the sorrow, the more impossible to bear. In another sense too, the two tendencies, in this case the one which made me want my letter to be sent and, when I thought that it had been, to regret this, are both true in their way.

Humanity is a very old institution. Heredity, cross-breeding have given an irresistible force to bad habits, to vicious reflexes. One person sneezes and gasps because he is passing a rosebush, another breaks out in an eruption at the smell of wet paint, has frequent attacks of colic if he has to start on a journey, and grandchildren of thieves who are themselves millionaires and generous cannot resist the temptation to rob you of fifty francs.

L'habitude de penser empêche parfois d'éprouver le réel, immunise contre lui, le fait paraître de la pensée encore.

Habit! that skilful but slow-moving arranger who begins by letting our minds suffer for weeks on end in temporary quarters, but whom our minds are none the less only too happy to discover at last, for without it, reduced to their own devices, they would be powerless to make any room seem habitable.

Habit! – that skilful but very slow housekeeper who begins by letting our mind suffer for weeks in a temporary arrangement; but whom we are nevertheless very happy to find, for without habit and reduced to no more than its own resources, our mind would be powerless to make a lodging habitable.