When spirit of young John Stuart Mill finally broke, was reading Wordsworth that helped mend it; and new thing that Wordsworth brought to Mill's life was chiefly realisation that things could feel new. Mill's upbringing, as designed and implemented by his father, was an extraordinary experiment in moral philosophy--an extraordinarily rigorous and thoroughly conceived course of Benthamism (Mill, Autobiography, 36). crisis that finally arose, when Mill was twenty, grew from growing conviction that, in Alan Ryan's words, had been (Ryan, 33) rather than growing up as a person should; and feeling of his being manufactured expressed itself in a sense of stifling restriction, as though scope of human intelligence had been narrowed down to a fraction of its full richness and possibility: For now I saw, or thought I saw, what I had always before received with incredulity--that habit of analysis has a tendency to wear away as indeed has when no other mental habit of cultivated, and analysing spirit remains without its natural complements and correctives (Mill, Autobiography, 75). A good part of malaise lay in awareness that freedom and spontaneity of mind had become reduced to merely habitual: salutary influence exerted by reading Wordsworth was example he offered of a mind freed from burdens of being customary. In Autobiography Mill describes a range of beneficial effects exerted by Wordsworth's poetry, but among most telling is his praise for the very culture of feelings: the delight which these poems gave me, proved that with culture of this sort, there was nothing to dread from most confirmed habit of analysis. foremost in Mill's recollection, dwelt both upon Wordsworth's awareness of a lost freshness of youthful enjoyment and upon emotional intelligence with which he sought a compensation for that loss; and, as though in emulation, Mill's spirits also began to revive, at once diminished by experience but finally undefeated by it: The result was that I gradually, but completely, emerged from my habitual depression, and was never again subject to it (Autobiography, 81; 82). Mill compares his lot to Coleridge's state of Dejection (A grief without a pang, void, dark and, drear: Dejection: An Ode. 1.21: Coleridge, 393; Mill, Autobiography, 74); and may well have been thoughts of Coleridge's poem that encouraged Mill to think about his collapse in terms of stifling habit of his remorseless intellectualism: And haply by abstruse research to steal From my own nature all natural Man-- This was my sole resource, my only plan: Till that which suits a part infects whole, And now is almost grown habit of my Soul. Dejection: An Ode, 11.89-93) But Mill's antipathy towards habitual in his Autobiography connects as well with a much wider instinct about habit and custom that repeatedly stirs in his writings. Disabling mind by enslaving to conformity with habitual practice or assumption appals all of Mill's progressive instincts. The despotism of custom is everywhere standing hindrance to human advancement (Liberty, 70). Bui more than just politically un-progressive, to lapse into habitual is to diminish a fuller humanity, which for Mill is importantly related to capacity to make choices rather than have other people make one's choices: He who does anything because is custom, makes no choice (On Liberty, 59). Custom destroys liberty and, with that, individuality: for, as Mill says elsewhere in On Liberty, individuality should assert itself, so that [w]here, not person's own character, but traditions of customs of other people are rule of conduct, there is wanting one of principal ingredients of human happiness, and quite chief ingredient of individual and social progress (Mill, On Liberty, 57). …