Let truth be a banner big enough to hide the man who holds it up.

Educated folk keep to one another's company too much, leaving other people much like milk skimmed of its cream.

When a learner, in the fullness of his powers, comes to great truths unstaled by premature familiarity, he rejoices in the lateness of his lessons.

A superstition is a premature explanation that overstays its time.

No gun is perfectly true. So the marksman, that he may hit the bull's-eye, points elsewhere.

Some young folks have wind-fall minds, prematurely detached from the tree of knowledge for a life-long sourness and pettiness.

We despair of changing the habits of men, still we would alter institutions, the habits of millions of men.