“Tea is the magic key to the vault where my brain is kept.”

“No matter how much makeup I wore, people just kept saying "Yes, sir! Would you like tea with that, sir?" "Yes, I would like tea. Why don't you put it on my breasts?" "Certainly. Tea for this man's breasts! Anything else, sir?"”

“Performing the magic, for me, is not about convincing anyone I have amazing abilities. It’s about providing a journey which comes to a place where the brain starts spinning. And of course, the best brains spin the most.”

“Imagine your brain as a canister filled with ink,
Now think of your body as the pen where the ink resides.
Fuse the two - Kapow! What are you now?
You're the human magic marker, won't you please surprise my eyes?”

“Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault
The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.”

“Teas,
Where small talk dies in agonies.”

“Ever since we had arrived in the United States, my classmates kept asking me about magic carpets.
- They don't exist-I always said. I was wrong. Magic carpets do exist. But they are called library cards.”

“I don't know why my brain has kept all the words to the Gilligan's Island theme song and has deleted everything about triangles.”

“Picture you upon my knee,
Just tea for two and two for tea”

“Wouldn't it be dreadful to live in a country where they didn't have tea?”