The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts.

Man is always a wizard to man, and the social world is at first magical.

There is not so contemptible a plant or animal that does not confound the most enlarged understanding.

God is alive. Magic is afoot.

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

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

The Mughal’s nature is such that they demand miracles, but if a miracle were to be performed by some upright follower of our religion, they would say that it had been brought about by magic and sorcery. They would strike him down with spears or would stone him to death.

Everything that deceives does so by casting a spell.

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

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.

Egypt was the mother of magicians.

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

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.