I've often thought that there isn't any "I" at all; that we are simply the means of expression of something else; that when we think we are ourselves, we are simply the victims of a delusion.

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

There is no part of me that is not of the Gods.

Your friends will notice at once that glib vacuities fail to impress, and hate you, and tell lies about you. It's worth it.

Initiation means the Journey Inwards: nothing is changed or can be changed; but all is trulier understood with every step.

There are no "standards of Right". Ethics is balderdash. Each Star must go on its own orbit. To hell with "moral principle"; there is no such thing.

I hardly ever talk- words seem such a waste, and they are none of them true. No one has yet invented a language from my point of view.