I shall curse you with book and bell and candle.

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

God is alive. Magic is afoot.

Nothing is so easy to fake as the inner vision.

All things are filled full of signs, and it is a wise man who can learn about one thing from another.

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

Egypt was the mother of magicians.

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

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

Everything that deceives does so by casting a spell.

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

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.