It is necessary, in this world, to be made of harder stuff than one's environment.

Repeal all laws which assume that mankind is a herd of cattle

Light, Life and Love are like three glow-worms at thy feet: the whole universe of stars, the dewdrops on the grass whereon thou walkest!

The few love affairs which had come my way had been rather silly and sordid. They had not revealed the possibilities of love; in fact I had thought it a somewhat overrated pleasure, a brief and brutal blindness with boredom and disgust hard on its heels.

The Holy Guardian Angel is the spiritual Sun of the Soul of the Adept.

For pure will, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is every way perfect.

What the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve over.