I questioned her further, and eventually got to talk to her doctor. And her doctor sort of shook his head and he said, I have examined her for throat cancer at least 15 times in the past few years.

gods are children's blankets that get carried over into adulthood.

There's something about the Houdini act that is not always made clear - about the escape act in general.

We have fought long and hard to escape from medieval superstition. I, for one, do not wish to go back.

The market for nonsense is infinite.

I want to be cremated, and I want my ashes blown in Uri Geller's eyes.

Death is the ultimate disappointment