Will, Pure Will, Without The Troubles And

When One Rows It Is Not The Rowing Which Moves The Ship: Rowing Is Only A Magical Ceremony By Means Of Which One Compels A Demon To Move The Ship.

Chastity Is A Virtue With Some, But With Many It Is Almost A Vice.

Instinct. When The House Burns One Forgets Even Lunch. Yes, But One Eats It Later In The Ashes.

Let Woman Be A Plaything, Pure And Fine, Like A Precious Stone, Illumined With The Virtues Of A World Not Yet Come.

Everything Good Is The Transmutation Of Something Evil: Every God Has A Devil For A Father.