I Was Not Content To Just Believe

I Can Imagine Myself On My Death-bed, Spent Utterly With Lust To Touch The Next World, Like A Boy Asking For His First Kiss From A Woman.

Do Not Imagine That Art Or Anything Else Is Other Than High Magic! - Is A System Of Holy Hieroglyph. The Artist, The Initiate, Thus Frames His Mysteries. The Rest Of The World Scoff, Or Seek To Understand, Or Pretend To Understand; Some Few Obtain The Truth.

Black Magic Is Not A Myth. It Is A Totally Unscientific And Emotional Form Of Magic, But It Does Get Results — Of An Extremely Temporary Nature.

There Are No "standards Of Right". Ethics Is Balderdash. Each Star Must Go On Its Own Orbit. To Hell With "moral Principle"; There Is No Such Thing.

The Conscience Of The World Is So Guilty That It Always Assumes That People Who Investigate Heresies Must Be Heretics; Just As If A Doctor Who Studies Leprosy Must Be A Leper. Indeed, It Is Only Recently That Science Has Been Allowed To Study Anything Without Reproach.