Superstition is the religion of feeble minds.
Superstition is the religion of feeble minds.
The nerve that never relaxes, the eye that never blanches, the thought that never wanders, the purpose that never wavers - these are the masters of victory.
No passion so effectually robs the mind of all its powers of acting and reasoning as fear.
Whilst shame keeps its watch, virtue is not wholly extinguished in the heart; nor will moderation be utterly exiled from the minds of tyrants.
Facts are to the mind what food is to the body.
The march of the human mind is slow.
Applause is the spur of noble minds, the end and aim of weak ones.
The first and simplest emotion which we discover in the human mind, is curiosity.
The more accurately we search into the human mind, the stronger traces we everywhere find of the wisdom of Him who made it.
Some degree of novelty must be one of the materials in almost every instrument which works upon the mind and curiosity blends itself, more or less, with all our pleasures.
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