Magick Is The Art Of Life Itself.

Further, An Excess Of Legislation Defeats Its Own Ends. It Makes The Whole Population Criminals, And Turns Them All Into Police And Police Spies. The Moral Health Of Such A People Is Ruined For Ever; Only Revolution Can Save It.

There Is No Grace: There Is No Guilt: This Is The Law: Do What Thou Wilt!

Must Not Understanding Lie Open Unto Wisdom As The Pyramids Lie Open To The Stars? (6:2)

Unspeakable Is The Variety Of Form And Immeasurable The Diversity Of Beauty, But In All Is The Seal Of Unity.

What Is It In Absinthe That Makes It A Separate Cult? The Effects Of Its Abuse Are Totally Distinct From Those Of Other Stimulants. Even In Ruin And In Degradation It Remains A Thing Apart: Its Victims Wear A Ghastly Aureole All Their Own, And In Their Peculiar Hell Yet Gloat With A Sinister Perversion Of Pride That They Are Not As Other Men.