Egypt was the mother of magicians.

Nothing from nothing ever yet was born.

Nothing is so easy to fake as the inner vision.

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.

The subconscious is ceaselessly murmuring, and it is by listening to these murmurs that one hears the truth.

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.

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

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

To blow and to swallow at the same time is not easy; I cannot at the same time be here and also there.

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

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

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