I cling unto the burning Æthyr like Lucifer that fell through the Abyss, and by the fury of his flight kindled the air. And I am Belial, for having seen the Rose upon thy breast, I have denied God. And I am Satan! I am Satan! I am cast out upon a burning crag! And the sea boils about the desolation thereof. And already the vultures gather, and feast upon my flesh.
Aleister CrowleyTo me a book is a message from the gods to mankind; or, if not, should never be published at all.
Aleister CrowleyScience is always discovering odd scraps of magical wisdom and making a tremendous fuss about its cleverness.
Aleister Crowley