The Mughal’s nature is such that they demand miracles, but if a miracle were to be performed by some upright follower of our religion, they would say that it had been brought about by magic and sorcery. They would strike him down with spears or would stone him to death.

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.

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

The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts.

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

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

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

Men willingly believe what they wish.

God is alive. Magic is afoot.

Nothing from nothing ever yet was born.

Superstitions are habits rather than beliefs.

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

Everything that deceives does so by casting a spell.