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

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

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

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

Nothing is so easy to fake as the inner vision.

To ensure the adoration of a theorem for any length of time, faith is not enough; a police force is needed as well.

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.

Appearances often are deceiving.

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

Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear.

Nothing is so easy as to deceive one’s self; for what we wish, that we readily believe.

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

God is alive. Magic is afoot.