— the magician
I’ve written my script; my table is laid. My preparation is complete and now it’s time for a show. The brim of my hat forms the sign of infinity. That and my whole tableau are intended to draw the eye. Some will stand in the back and say it’s all faked; they’ll say it’s only a sleight of hand. They are hard of heart and deficient of imagination. They will not benefit from any magic I perform. They do not realize that the magic is not in the baton, nor in the cup. It’s not in the sword nor in the coin. It’s in the heart.