Darken your room, shut the door, empty your mind. Yet you are still in great company - the Numen and your Genius with all their media, and your host of elementals and ghosts of your dead loves — are there! They need no light by which to see, no words to speak, no motive to enact except through your own purely formed desire.

Only Art is Eternal Wisdom; what is not Art soon perishes. Art is the unconscious love of all things. ‘Learning’ will cease and Reality will become known when it comes to pass that every human being is an Artist.

And remember, you shall suffer all things and again suffer: until you have sufficient sufferance to accept all things.

My desires sprang forth as a mighty sun - all embracing - associating in the form - vortex, to enjoy ALL consciousness

Art is the instinctive application of the knowledge latent in the subconscious.

It was the straying that found the path direct.

Give me the death of my soul. Intoxicate me with self-love.