It is the customary fate of new truths to begin as heresies and to end as superstitions.

You never see animals going through the absurd and often horrible fooleries of magic and religion. . . . Only man behaves with such gratuitous folly. It is the price he has to pay for being intelligent but not, as yet, quite intelligent enough.

The known is finite, the unknown infinite; intellectually we stand on an islet in the midst of in illimitable ocean of inexplicability. Our business in every generation is to reclaim a little more land.

Everyone has his superstitions. One of mine has always been when I started to go anywhere, or to do anything, never to turn back or to stop until the thing intended was accomplished.

It's not superstition. I keep getting hit, so I've kept wearing it. The trainer told me it could still break again if I got hit. The eye holes are big and I can see fine, so why not leave it on?

My only feeling about superstition is that it's unlucky to be behind at the end of the game.