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

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.

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

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

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

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

Men willingly believe what they wish.

Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear.

There is nothing that man fears more than the touch of the unknown. He wants to see what is reaching toward him and to be able to recognize or at least classify it. Man always tends to avoid physical contact with anything strange.

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

Nothing worth knowing can be understood with the mind.

Everything that deceives does so by casting a spell.

God is alive. Magic is afoot.