If you don’t watch out, putting on your unhappiness in the morning can become as instinctive as putting on your clothes.
Nothing so needs reforming as other people’s habits.
Men’s natures are alike; it is their habits that separate them.
Habit is thus the enormous flywheel 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.
Habit is a second nature which prevents us from knowing the first, of which it has neither the cruelties nor the enchantments.
A habit is something you can do without thinking — which is why most of us have so many of them.
There are things you’ve done that come back to haunt you — and things that haunt you that you’re still doing.
The chains of habit are generally too small to be felt until they are too strong to be broken.