
Some say I do it this way, others say I do it that way, but I say I do it the other way.

Disloyalty in trusted servants is one of the most disheartening things that can happen to a public performer.

What the eyes sees, the ear hears, and the mind belives.

They do tricks even I can't figure out.

No performer should attempt to bite off red-hot iron unless he has a good set of teeth.

Only one man ever betrayed my confidence, and that only in a minor matter.

Pickpockets either work alone or in pairs, or what is called a mob.

I'm tired of fighting.

Another method of eating burning coals employs small balls of burned cotton in a dish of burning alcohol.

Rosabelle - answer - tell - pray, answer - look - tell - answer, answer - tell.

The pickpocket is usually very well dressed and of prepossessing appearance.

My Brain is the key that sets me free.

I do not believe that ghosts or spirits exist.

It is needless to say that women make the most patient as well as the most dangerous pickpockets.

But then, so far as I know, I am the only performer who ever pledged his assistants to secrecy, honor and allegiance under a notarial oath.

Never tell the auidience how good you are, they will soon find out for themselves.

Never try to fool children, they expect nothing, and therefore see everything ...

Keep up your enthusiasm! There is nothing more contagious than exuberant enthusiasm.

The secret of showmanship consists not of what you really do, but what the mystery-loving public thinks you do.

Anyone who believes in magic is a fool.

The greatest escape I ever made was when I left Appleton, Wisconsin.

Flames from the lips may be produced by holding in the mouth a sponge saturated with the purest gasoline.

The great day of the Fire-eater - or, should I say, the day of the great Fire-eater - has passed.

Magic is the sole science not accepted by scientists, because they can't understand it.

No prison can hold me; no hand or leg irons or steel locks can shackle me. No ropes or chains can keep me from my freedom.

The eating of burning brimstone is an entirely fake performance.

What the eyes see and the ears hear, the mind believes.

It is still an open question, however, as to what extent exposure really injures a performer.

A magician is only an actor - an actor pretending to be a magician.