Quotes About Routine

Happiness is the longing for repetition.

are you driven by the daily routines that force you to live in your head rather than in your life?

Sara suddenly had celebrity. Funny thing was, the sun didn't rise any later. The cow didn't milk herself, the weeds didn't stop growing, the tub of wash water didn't get any lighter, and corn bread didn't miraculously appear on plates every night. Day to day, Sara's life didn't change one whit. At least not right away.

they lay flat, fluff your pillows, and be on your way. See how fast that was? I make my bed as soon as I get up in the morning, even before I head to the bathroom

I like to believe that everything in my house, from towels all the same colour, to the coffee machine where I press one button, is there just to make my life simple, but I'm realizing that they are all there to make sure I don't think.

I have to exercise in the morning before my brain figures out what I'm doing.

Don't mix up that which is habitual with that which is natural.

The most reliable predictor of what you will be doing five minutes from now is what you are doing now.

If we're satisfied with our life—not necessarily happy or delighted that we've exceeded our wildest expectations, just satisfied—we yield to inertia. We continue doing what we've always done.

One day blurs into the next, one week is indistinguishable from another. Their existence consists of waiting for the weekend, then waiting for retirement, and then waiting for death.

I do twenty jumping jacks a day. Well, half of that. I just clap.

I am not a morning person. I like to sleep in.

How could I lose sight of him so easily? He was such a dear, good man. What could I have been thinking? I go up to get dressed for work and stopped to kiss him like I meant it, another thing that I don't do enough. He slapped my butt as I left the kitchen to get ready for the day. I sang off-key in the shower.

How could I lose sight of him so easily? He was such a dear, good man. What could I have been thinking? I got up to get dressed for work and stopped to kiss him like I meant it, another thing that I don't do enough. He slapped my butt as I left the kitchen to get ready for the day. I sang off-key in the shower.

She should go back to her family in her quarters soon. But it's easier here, where everyone knows what happened and no one feels the need to ask questions or is trying to get her to tell them everything is fine and she is exactly the same as she was the day she left. Work is a good excuse.

He awoke at six, as usual. He needed no alarm clock. He was already comprehensively alarmed.

A statement Kent Beck often makes about himself, "I'm not a great programmer; I'm just a good programmer with great habits.

you can do a couple of days a week, then do something else. It's a bit like being an athlete. You have to keep fit and nimble.

Life has been reduced to getting food out of cans.

Lose an hour in the morning and you'll be all day

If a man can eat his fill and have a willing bedmate in the same place every night, he quickly grows lazy.

Paulo Coelho: «Si piensas que la aventura es peligrosa, prueba con la rutina. Es letal». No

My Subtext Research revealed that the women I met cared less about the time they spent in their cars than they did about leaving the safety nets they called home. Distance wasn't an issue; leaving the safe space was. In general, their lives as nonworking wives and mothers revolved around routines and rituals, with their cars becoming almost like small houses on wheels. One

Each day we make dozens and dozens of small decisions. Each individual decision seems trivial and inconsequential. But together they add up to a habitual pattern that is either life-giving or life-quenching.