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| Old habit of mind is one of the toughest things to get away from in the world. It transmits itself like physical form and feature . . . | Mark Twain | A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court |  |
| "Nature never appeals to intelligence until habit and instinct are useless. There is no intelligence where there is no change and no need of change." | H. G. Wells | The Time Machine |  |
| "Instead of always harping on a man's faults, tell him of his virtues. Try to pull him out of his rut of bad habits. Hold up to him his better self, his REAL self that can dare and do and win out!" | Eleanor H. Porter | Pollyanna |  |
| Now habit is a labor-saving invention which enables a man to get along with less fuel,--that is all; for fuel is force . . . | Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. | The Autocrat of the Breakfast Table |  |
| There is no influence like the influence of habit . . . | Gilbert Parker | The Translation of a Savage |  |
| "One gets a bad habit of being unhappy." | George Eliot | The Mill on the Floss |  |
| One of these flaws was, that having been long taught by his father to over-reach everybody he had imperceptibly acquired a love of over-reaching that venerable monitor himself. The other, that from his early habits of considering everything as a question of property, he had gradually come to look, with impatience, on his parent as a certain amount of personal estate, which had no right whatever to be going at large, but ought to be secured in that particular description of iron safe which is commonly called a coffin, and banked in the grave. | Charles Dickens | Martin Chuzzlewit |  |
| "No, no: I never guess. It is a shocking habit,--destructive to the logical faculty." | Sir Arthur Conan Doyle | The Sign of The Four |  |
| Nothing so needs reforming as other people's habits. | Mark Twain | The Tragedy of Pudd'nhead Wilson |  |
| "Its matter was not new to me, but was presented in a new aspect. It shook me in my habit - the habit of nine-tenths of the world - of believing that all was right about me, because I was used to it . . . " | Charles Dickens | Dombey and Son |  |