Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear.

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

God is alive. Magic is afoot.

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

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.

Men willingly believe what they wish.

Appearances often are deceiving.

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

Everything is a miracle. It is a miracle that one does not dissolve in one’s bath like a lump of sugar.

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

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

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

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