Prejudice (n.) is impossible to beat out of even the best among us. Even the brightest mind in our world, when it has been trained up from childhood in a superstition of any kind, will never, in its maturity, be able to examine sincerely, dispassionately, and conscientiously any evidence or any circumstance which shall seem to cast a doubt upon the validity of that superstition.
Prejudice (n.) is just a less dignified name for principles.
Prejudice (n.) is history's central driver. The very ink with which history is written is merely fluid prejudice.
Prejudice (n.) is allergic to travel. Travel is lethal to it.
Prejudice (n.) is not gotten rid of just at a jump, when it is a prejudice of one's breeding.
Prejudice (n.) changes places, with our partialities, with an easy and blessed facility; we are chameleons, and are soon wonted to the change and happy in it.