As A Kid, I Always Was Obsessed

In Truth, The Only Restrictions On Our Capacity To Astonish Ourselves And Each Other Are Imposed By Our Own Minds.

Whether You're Shuffling A Deck Of Cards Or Holding Your Breath, Magic Is Pretty Simple: It Comes Down To Training, Practice, And Experimentation , Followed Up By Ridiculous Pursuit And Relentless Perseverance.

But As They Say About Sharks, It's Not The Ones You See That You Have To Worry About, It's The Ones You Don't See.

To Most Magicians, Cards Themselves Are Marvels...for One Thing, They Feel Special In Your Hand. Touching Them, Holding Them, Shuffling - The Whole Process Is Almost Poetic. If You're In A Room Full Of Magicians And Someone Just Mentions The Word Cards, Within Seconds, Everyone Is Digging Into Their Pockets And Pulling Out A Deck Of Cards. It's One Of The Most Amazing Feelings Ever.

I Remember Finding A Houdini Book At The Library And Seeing An Image Of Him Chained On The Side Of A Building. He Looked So Intense And Scary, And I Couldnt Get That Image Out Of My Head. That Started Building Up My Love Of Magic.