Magic, madam, is like wine and, if you are not used to it, it will make you drunk.

How is a magician to exist without books? Let someone explain that to me. It is like asking a politician to achieve high office without the benefit of bribes or patronage.

There must come a time when the bullets will run out

To be more precise it was the color of heartache.

All books are doors; and some of them are wardrobes.

This is a very grave matter, punishable by...well, I do not exactly know what, but something rather severe, I should imagine.

It is also true that his hair had a reddish tinge and, as everybody knows, no one with red hair can ever truly be said to be handsome.