Sanity Is A Compromise.

Love Is A Virtue; It Grows Stronger And Purer And Less Selfish By Applying It To What It Loathes; But Theft Is A Vice Involving The Slave-idea That One's Neighbor Is Superior To Oneself.

Magic Is Real. And Reality... It Is Magical.

Intolerance Is Evidence Of Impotence.

The More Necessary Anything Appears To My Mind, The Most Certain It Is That I Only Assert A Limitation.

It Would Be Unwise To Condemn As Irrational The Practice Of Devouring The Heart And Liver Of An Adversary While Yet Warm. For The Highest Spiritual Working One Must Choose That Victim Which Contains The Greatest And Purest Force; A Male Child Of Perfect Innocence And High Intelligence Is The Most Satisfactory.