For I Am Divided For Love's Sake,

I've Often Thought That There Isn't Any "i" At All; That We Are Simply The Means Of Expression Of Something Else; That When We Think We Are Ourselves, We Are Simply The Victims Of A Delusion.

We Must Conquer Life By Living It To The Full, And Then We Can Go To Meet Death With A Certain Prestige.

The Old Spelling Magick Has Been Adopted Throughout In Order To Distinguish The Science Of The Magi From All Its Counterfeits.

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.

Anything Which Throws Light Upon The Universe, Anything Which Reveals Us To Ourselves, Should Be Welcome In This World Of Riddles.