Nothing is so easy to fake as the inner vision.

Nothing worth knowing can be understood with the mind.

Everything that deceives does so by casting a spell.

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.

Faith is to believe what you do not see; the reward of this faith is to see what you believe.

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

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

God is alive. Magic is afoot.

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

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.

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 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.