Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear.

Watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you, because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.

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

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

Superstitions are habits rather than beliefs.

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.

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

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.

I shall curse you with book and bell and candle.

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.

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

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