Magic and new technology have always walked hand in hand - even back in the days of Robert Houdin.

I know enough of the world now to have almost lost the capacity of being much surprised by anything

Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show.

the sight of me is good for sore eyes

When people say you can't do it - that it's impossible - never lose hope. Just because they couldn't doesn't mean you can't.

The real secret of magic lies in the performance.

It wasn't just about doing tricks. It's about taking an audience to another place, a special place, so they can really suspend their disbelief. Its about amazing the audience as well as moving them.

I'm just waiting for people to start asking me to make the rain disappear.

There can be no disparity in marriage like unsuitability of mind and purpose.

The most important thing is presentation.

Stop saying 'I wish' and start saying 'I will'.

Let your mind wander in simplicity, blend your spirit with the vastness, follow along with things the way they are, and make no room for personal views - then the world will be governed.

His gaze was so soft that she would like to wrap herself with it.

Having soon discovered to be great, I must appear so, and therefore studiously avoided mixing in society, and wrapped myself in mystery, devoting my time to fasting and prayer.

Clary?” Jace tilted his head to the side, studying her face. “You do—you still love me, don’t you?” “I love Jace Lightwood,” she said. “I don’t know who you are.

To have had fame, even very minor fame, and to have lost it, got older and maybe put on a little weight is a kind of living death.

Patience is the strongest of strong drinks; for it kills the giant despair.

I'd hang out at the Borders bookstore until it closed.

The strongest is never strong enough to be always the master, unless he transforms strength into right, and obedience into duty.

A girl in the convertible is worth five in the phone book.

The English country-gentleman galloping after a fox — the unspeakable in full pursuit of the uneatable.