Quotes About Custom

The ancient commks though that their own respect for custom and common law, as against tyrannous caprice, was a unique product of their culture. But actually it was a witness to their continuity with an older village democracy we first meet in Mesopotamia: an institution that seems to precede all more sophisticated exercise of control by a dominant minority, imposing their alien traditions or their equally alien upper-class innovations upon a subjugated if acquiescent population.

History or custom or social utility or some compelling sense of justice or sometimes perhaps a semi-intuitive apprehension of the pervading spirit of our law must come to the rescue of the anxious judge and tell him where to go.

these we killed, and others we killed—but what of that? It was in accordance with our custom.

Humpty had always sat on walls, it was his way.

She had drawn circles around her eyes, which were joined by a line across the bridge of her nose. It was a traditional mark of her calling, but no one knew why.

There's so many strict ideas and rules, whether it's from religion or it's just generations and generations.

My parents were very, very strict parents, and they were not used to this new, you know, American custom of letting your children sleep in someone else's house.

Mankind are apt to be strongly prejudiced in favor of whatever is countenanced by antiquity, enforced by authority, and recommended by custom.

Next to my bed I have a custom lightsaber. A custom hilt with an orange blade up on the wall.

To organize all my comics, I've been making custom cabinets.

Raised from scratch on sandbanks, the city lacked deep roots. No wonder, to Roman eyes, that it had such a harlot character. Without custom there could be no shame, and without shame anything became possible. A people whose traditions had withered would become prey to the most repellent and degrading habits.

Anyone who started a quarrel had to atone for it by buying a dish of coffee for everyone present.

We always know which is the best road to follow, but we follow only the road that we have become accustomed to.

Some things are governed by common sense. Putting buttons on the front of a shirt is a matter of logic, since it would be very difficult to button them up at the side, and impossible if they were at the back. "Other things, however, become fixed because more and more people believe that's the way they should be. I'll give you two examples. Have you ever wondered why the keys on a typewriter are arranged in that particular order?

What art seeks to disturb is monotony of type, slavery of custom, tyranny of habit, and the reduction of man to the level of a machine.

Now defined as art, the totem has lost cult, taboo, and custom.

I don't have one specific tattooing specialty. I enjoy doing full-color new school, portraits, neo-traditional, realistic, black and gray, ultra detailed art, etc... but always custom.

you wouldn't really expect a girl to get married without her mother in attendance, would you?

Let's talk about habituation

It's a tradition: The Stick. Something so much an extension of you deserves a sobriquet.

Assume a virtue, if you have it not. That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habits devil, is angel yet in this, That to the use of actions fair and good He likewise gives a frock or livery That aptly is put on. Refrain tonight, And that shall lend a kind of easiness To the next abstinence; the next more easy; For use almost can change the stamp of nature.

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety.

Never; he will not: Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety: other women cloy The appetites they feed: but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies;

The sauce to meat is ceremony; Meeting were bare without it.