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.

In the past, men created witches; now they create mental patients.

The mind is led on, step by step, to defeat its own logic.

God is alive. Magic is afoot.

The fear of the Lord is true wisdom, and he who hath it not can in no way penetrate the true secrets of magic.

A miracle entails a degree of irrationality—not because it shocks reason, but because it makes no appeal to it.

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.

All things are filled full of signs, and it is a wise man who can learn about one thing from another.

Once something becomes discernible, or understandable, we no longer need to repeat it. We can destroy it.

Disbelief in magic can force a poor soul into believing in government and business.

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.

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.

Nothing is so easy to fake as the inner vision.