In this arid wilderness of steel and stone I raise up my voice that you may hear. To the East and to the West I beckon. To the North and to the South I show a sign proclaiming: Death to the weakling, wealth to the strong!
Anton Szandor LaVeyThe Atheist complains about the wind. The Christian prays for it to change. The Satanist adjusts his sails.
Anton Szandor LaVey