Without the aid of prejudice and custom, I should not be able to find my way across the room.
Without the aid of prejudice and custom, I should not be able to find my way across the room.
The accomplishments of the body are obvious and clear to all those of the mind are recondite and doubtful, and therefore grudgingly acknowledged, or held up as the sport of prejudice, spite, and folly.
We are the creatures of imagination, passion, and self-will, more than of reason or even of self-interest. . . . Even in the common transactions and daily intercourse of life, we are governed by whim, caprice, prejudice, or accident.
There is no prejudice so strong as that which arises from a fancied exemption from all prejudice.
Prejudice is never easy unless it can pass itself off for reason.
Prejudice is the child of ignorance.
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