I'm a poet, and I like my lies the way my mother used to make them.

Alas the Master; so he sinks in death. But whoso knows the mystery of man Sees life and death as curves of the same plan

Practically, Science is true; and Faith is foolish.

It will be seen that the formula - 'Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law' has nothing to do with 'Do as you please.' It is much more difficult to comply with the Law of Thelema than to follow out slavishly a set of dead regulations.

It sometimes strikes me that the whole of science is a piece of impudence; that nature can afford to ignore our impertinent interference. If our monkey mischief should ever reach the point of blowing up the earth by decomposing an atom, and even annihilated the sun himself, I cannot really suppose that the universe would turn a hair.

Don't talk for five minutes, there's a good chap! I've a strange feeling come over me--almost as if I were going to think!

To the eyes of a god, mankind must appear as a species of bacteria which multiply and become progressively virulent whenever they find themselves in a congenial culture, and whose activity diminishes until they disappear completely as soon as proper measures are taken to sterilize them.