Those who spell Magic with a K aren't.

When ghettos become the mainstream of society, islands of individuality cannot help but harbor an elite.

To be loved, feelings must be rationed. To love, the doors of hysteria, fantasy, and madness may be flung open.

When a Satanist commits a wrong, he realizes that is it natural to make a mistake―and if he is truly sorry about what he has done, he will learn from it and take care not to do the same thing again. If he is not honestly sorry about what he has done, and knows he will do the same thing over and over, he has no business confessing and asking forgiveness in the first place.

There is nothing inherently sacred about moral codes. Like the wooden idols of long ago, they are the work of human hands, and what man has made, man can destroy!

Mysterious beings we seek from birth; what does that mean to me? Something we seek, and as we age it becomes more elusive, yet our spirit remains willing, but our flesh grows weak.

Behold the crucifix; what does it symbolize? Pallid incompetence hanging on a tree.