Old habits, they die hard.
Fate has a habit of not letting us choose our own endings.
Sometimes, habits are there to protect you.
People are creatures of habit, sometimes at a level stronger than conscious thought.
It’s a dangerous habit, to finger loaded firearms in the pocket of one’s dressing gown. Or are you just pleased to see me?
You gotta love a girl with good security habits.
People have been calling me crazy my whole life. You get used to it.
Habit can provide a strong foundation.