Superstition is rooted in a much deeper and more sensitive layer of the psyche than skepticism.
Superstition is the poetry of life. It is inherent in man's nature; and when we think it is wholly eradicated, it takes refuge in the strangest holes and corners, whence it peeps out all at once, as soon as it can do it with safety.
Superstition is but the fear of belief.
Superstition always inspires littleness, religion grandeur of mind; the superstitious raises beings inferior to himself to deities.
Superstitions are man's way of trying to control things he has no control over.
The prejudices of superstition are superior to all others, and have the strongest influence on the human mind.
