There is no heaven, there is no hell, except here on Earth.

Say unto thine own heart, 'I am mine own redeemer.

I visualize the day that tridents and pentagrams are thrust into the sky from church roofs instead of crosses.

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!

We are so inculcated with guilt that we think that weakness is a sin or that it is some crime against nature to be submissive.

Unfortunately for a multitude of occultists, humor is a rare ingredient in their lives. In fact it is their very lack of humor that has impelled them into the arcane and esoteric.

Anyone without a sense of humor is too pretentious to be a good magician.