Basically, I Was A Kid Growing Up

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.

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.

As A Magician, I Think Everything Is Possible. And I Think If Something Is Done By One Person It Can Be Done By Others.

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

I Think That When Evel Knievel Crashed Over The Fountain At Caesars, It Kind Of Gave You A Credibility And Then Anticipation For Everything He Did.