I remember finding a Houdini book at the library and seeing an image of him chained on the side of a building. He looked so intense and scary, and I couldnt get that image out of my head. That started building up my love of magic.

We are all capable of infinitely more than we believe. We are stronger and more resourceful than we know, and we can endure much more than we think we can.

I'd always wanted to do these types of things - pieces of magic I could put out not as illusions, but really doing it.

We are all capable of infinitely more than we believe.

I believe that fear of life brings a greater fear of death.

It was just like a digital fixation with cards and math and science and then I started to look at images of great magicians from Houdini down the line.

I remember my mother had this deck of cards that her mother had given her and that she passed on to me. It was a gypsy tarot deck that I used to carry everywhere.