God is alive. Magic is afoot.

Many are the wonders of the world, and none so wonderful as man.

Curses are like young chickens, they always come home to roost.

Egypt was the mother of magicians.

One thing alone not even God can do: to make undone whatever has been done.

There are times when reality becomes too complex for oral communication. But legend gives it a form by which it pervades the whole world.

Men willingly believe what they wish.

There is nothing that man fears more than the touch of the unknown. He wants to see what is reaching toward him and to be able to recognize or at least classify it. Man always tends to avoid physical contact with anything strange.

Nothing from nothing ever yet was born.

The most beautiful emotion we can experience is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion that stands at the cradle of all true art and science.

The believer in magic and miracles reflects on how to impose a law on nature—and, in brief, the religious cult is the outcome of this reflection.

I shall curse you with book and bell and candle.

On no other stage are the scenes shifted with a swiftness so like magic as on the great stage of history when once the hour strikes.