Magic is not inherently anything. It is what you sell it as.

We're terrible at realising what goes on in other people's heads because we are trapped inside our own.

Have your cake and eat it... there's no other reason to have a cake

I control the conditions so my testers become my testees.

The single most valuable human trait, the one quality every schoolchild and adult should be taught to nurture, is, quite simply, kindness.

To impress people as much as we would wish, we would first need to successfully adopt each of their value systems

...there is a fine line between wishing to produce child-like astonishment and treating people like infants.

The desire to impress is an efficient means of bringing out one’s least impressive qualities.

We forget our health and comfort and notice a pinching shoe. Much of living well is detaching from our boring stories of pain and shifting focus

Magic is a performance, and a performance should have an honesty, a relevance and a resonance if it is to be offered to spectators without insulting them.

I am often dishonest in my techniques ... I happily admit to cheating, it's all part of the game. I hope some of the fun for the viewer comes from not knowing what's real and what isn't

To live in the shadow of another person...to desire to be adored as that person is....is the weakest ambition of all. Find yourself. Be loved as yourself.

Only God knows the future and that we are to look to Him—not to the stars or the tea leaves or the lines on the palms of our hands—for our confidence in the future.

This is another day! Are its eyes blurred with maudlin grief for any wasted past? A thousand thousand failures shall not daunt! Let dust clasp dust death death I am alive!

The true snob never rests there is always a higher goal to attain and there are by the same token always more and more people to look down upon.

Art matures. It is the formal elaboration of activity, complete in its own pattern. It is a cosmos of its own.

In the old days, Zen was not really practiced so much in a monastery. The Zen Master usually lived up on a top of the mountain or the hill or in the forest or sometimes in the village.

I'm hunting for little Mexican girls.

How do we nurture the soul? By revering our own life. By learning to love it all, not only the joys and the victories, but also the pain and the struggles.

You, know I'm the Queen's favorite great nephew, Well, yeah I'm her only great nephew, but that's not important, I'd still be her favorite.

His element is so fine Being sharpened by his death, To drink from the wine-breath While our gross palates drink from the whole wine.