tradition

When you are accustomed to anything you are estranged from it.

Tradition does not mean that the living are dead it means that the dead are living.

The main dangers in this life are the people who want to change everything - or nothing.

Habit is a great deadener.

Few people have ever seriously wished to be exclusively rational. The good life which most desire is a life warmed by passions and touched with that ceremonial grace which is impossible without some affectionate loyalty to traditional forms and ceremonies.

Tradition is a guide and not a jailer.

Habit is the enormous flywheel of society its most precious conservative agent. There is no more miserable human being than one in whom nothing is habitual but indecision. Full half the time of such a man goes to the deciding or regretting of matters which ought to be so ingrained in him as practically not to exist for his consciousness at all.

Chaos often breeds life when order breeds habit.

Custom reconciles us to everything.

Laws are never as effective as habits.

The way of the world is to praise dead saints and persecute living ones.

There is nothing sacred about convention there is nothing sacred about primitive passions or whims but the fact that a convention exists indicates that a way of living has been devised capable of maintaining itself.

Habituation is a falling asleep or fatiguing of the sense of time which explains why young years pass slowly while later life flings itself faster and faster upon its course.

He who does anything because it is the custom makes no choice.

A precedent embalms a principle.

The gnarled fidelity of an old habit.

The despotism of custom is everywhere standing up to human advancement.

Habit is stronger than reason.