Quotes About Routine

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If there's one thing I like, it's a quiet life. I'm not one of those fellows who get all restless and depressed if things aren't happening to them all the time. You can't make it too placid for me. Give me regular meals, a good show with decent music every now and then, and one or two pals to totter round with, and I ask no more.

He put the good old cup of tea softly on the table by my bed, and I took a refreshing sip. Just right, as usual. Not too hot, not too sweet, not too weak

They might get through work but they go home and sleep

You must methodize your life. God created routine. The sun shines until dusk and the stars shine until dawn.

A rush of panic comforted him with its familiarity.

I create things out of boredom with reality and with the sameness of routine and objects around me.

Cuando empezamos la jomada, hay ante nosotros cientos de cosas que sabemos que tenemos que hacer durante el día, pero, si no las tomamos una a una y hacemos que pasen por el día lentamente y a su debido ritmo, como pasan los granos por el estrecho cuello del reloj de arena, estamos destinados a destruir nuestra estructura física o mental, sin escapatoria posible

Practice routinely purposeful kindnesses and intelligent acts of beauty.

Disciplines are activities that are in our power and that enable us to do what we cannot do by direct effort.

And of course it is discipleship, real-life apprenticeship to Jesus, that is the passageway within The Kingdom Among Us from initial faith in Jesus to a life of fulfillment and routine obedience. That

Foolish old earth, returning and repeating itself, over and over. Never misses a show. How can you bear it, you ancient tart, giving the identical performance again and again, evenings and matinées, while the theatre crumbles around you, the lines in the script unchanging, to say nothing of the make-up, the costumes, the extravagant gestures … Tomorrow and tomorrow and the day after that …

The only parameter that is to guide our Sabbath is delight. Will this be merely a break or a joy? Will this lead my heart to wonder or routine? Will I be more grateful or just happy that I got something done?

Odd how the daily imperatives persist even in the face of collective disaster.

Always lists to be made, as if writing items in neat vertical rows might stave off randomness and chaos.

Freedom is anxiety's petri dish. If routine blunts anxiety, freedom incubates it. Freedom says, Even if you don't want to make choices, you have to, and you can never be sure you have chosen correctly. Freedom says, Even not to choose is to choose. Freedom says, So long as you are aware of your freedom, you are going to experience the discomfort that freedom brings. Freedom says, You're on your own. Deal with it.

O primeiro movimento para um novo território implica o abandono de uma agradável rotina e a luta contra a inércia dos caminhos já trilhados; este pequeno ato de atenção exige aquilo a que a neurociência chama «esforço cognitivo». Essa esforçada componente de domínio executivo liberta a atenção, permitindo-lhe vaguear à vontade e percorrer novos caminhos.

Situações que não exigem uma constante focagem na tarefa – em particular quanto às tarefas aborrecidas ou rotineiras – deixam a mente livre para vaguear. (…) Dado que o sonhar acordado compete pela energia neuronal com o foco em tarefas e a perceção sensorial, não admira que, quando sonhamos acordados, cometamos mais erros em tudo aquilo que exija mais da nossa atenção focada.

Most of those people won't meet my eyes, now, but I'm not one of them. Every morning I get up, and while brushing my teeth, look at my showered self, calmly foaming at the mouth.

Algernon is a pleasant companion. At mealtimes, he takes his place at the small gateleg table. He likes pretzels, and today he took a sip of beer while we watched the ballgame on TV. I think he rooted for the Yankees.

Yet at the end of the day, it is still a car, and the experience is largely the same.

I was in a form of a prison: not necessarily with bars, but I was locked to that machine three days a week, and I couldn't plan work, I couldn't plan vacations, I couldn't plan dinner, I couldn't plan homework, I couldn't plan nothing because at the end of the day, Monday, Wednesday and Friday, I had to be at dialysis.

I buried my dad on a Thursday and showed up for work on Friday.

I work out Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday; take Thursday off; then I work out Friday and Saturday. So sometimes I'll eat whatever I want on Thursday, like a big breakfast of pancakes and bacon and eggs and stuff. You can eat a big, hearty breakfast because you're going to burn off most of it during the day anyway.