"That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat, Of habit's 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." There is no class of men among whom moral delinquency is more marked and disgraceful than among lawyers.
He nodded quite cheerfully to me and went into his room. I heard the key grate in the lock as I walked down the passage and I remember saying to myself, "That habit's going to get him into trouble yet." I reached the office in record time.
I miss my regular watch very much, Mr Simple habit's everything and I don't much fancy a standing bed-place, it's so large, and I feel so cold of my sides. Nothing like a hammock, after all. Good-night, Mr Simple." Our orders were to proceed with all possible despatch; and O'Brien carried on day and night, generally remaining up himself till one or two o'clock in the morning.
You're a frightful fakir and liar, Feuerstein. You were, seven years ago; of course, the habit's grown on you. Speak out! What do you want? As your lawyer, I must know things exactly as they are." "I ran away with a girl the daughter of the brewer, Peter Ganser," said Feuerstein, sullen but terse. "And her father wouldn't receive me shut her up put me out." "And you want your wife?"
He's what Grandmother calls a 'dyed in the wool Presbyterian." She sighed, regretful of Mr. Blake's lost opportunities. "Cheer up! You don't have to listen to him often," Annabel said consolingly. "No, that's true. But think of Grandmother and Aunt Lucinda! They've been listening to him for most twenty years." "Oh, well, 'habit's a cable," Annabel quoted glibly.
Tucker laughed softly to himself as he watched the apple revolving in the red heat on its bit of string. "Well, I'm not sure that I shan't, Lucy," he said. "Habit's mighty strong, you know, and when you come to think of it there's some comfort in knowing that you'll never have to face the worst again.
As to starvation, the woods are full of food, and a supply of bread may easily be carried for habit's sake, and replenished now and then at outlying farms and camps. The Indians are seldom found in the woods, being confined mainly to the banks of the rivers, where the greater part of their food is obtained.
At this moment not a sad thought troubled me. I forgot my distress, and felt calmed by the view of the sea, which lay peaceful and lovely in the murkiness. For old habit's sake I would please myself by reading through the bit I had just written, and which seemed to my suffering head the best thing I had ever done.
Man lives by habits indeed, but what he lives for is thrills and excitements. The only relief from habit's tediousness is periodical excitement. From time immemorial wars have been, especially for non-combatants, the supremely thrilling excitement. Heavy and dragging at its end, at its outset every war means an explosion of imaginative energy.
"You wouldn't do anything of the kind. Your bark's worse than your bite, sir. And besides, while I think of it, you really must stop saying 'hell' and 'damn' so much. The habit's growing on you." Having no ready answer to that speech, he merely looked at her, perhaps a little guiltily, then bent down and kissed her, and hurried out of the house.