Everything that deceives does so by casting a spell.

In the society of men, the truth resides now less in what things are than in what they are not. Our social realities are so ugly if seen in the light of exiled truth, and beauty is almost no longer possible if it is not a lie.

Faith is to believe what you do not see; the reward of this faith is to see what you believe.

Men willingly believe what they wish.

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

Egypt was the mother of magicians.

Have you ever, looking up, seen a cloud like to a centaur, a leopard, a wolf, or a bull?

Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear.

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.

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

Nothing from nothing ever yet was born.

God is alive. Magic is afoot.