If in any quest for magic, in any search for sorcery, witchery, legerdemain, first check the human spirit.
There is a fifth dimension, beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition.
It is difficult to produce a television documentary that is both incisive and probing when every twelve minutes one is interrupted by twelve dancing rabbits singing about toilet paper.
Every writer is a frustrated actor who recites his lines in the hidden auditorium of his skull.
