Shiny and sparkly and splendidly bright, here one day, gone one night…

“My life had come to a sudden stop. I was able to breathe, to eat, to drink, to sleep. I could not, indeed, help doing so; but there was no real life in me.”

“Why should I live, why wish for anything, or do anything?… Is there any meaning in my life that the inevitable death awaiting me does not destroy?”

“… dreams have power only over your own mind; but with money you can have power over the minds of others.”

“Chops is to magic what doing scales is to a chanteuse. Without it you cannot be a magician, with it alone you cannot be an artist.”