When man has come to the Turnstiles of Night, all the creeds in the world seem to him wonderfully alike and colorless.

When your Daemon is in charge, do not try to think consciously. Drift, wait, and obey.

Adam was a gardener, and God, who made him, sees that half of all good gardening is done upon the knees.

The toad beneath the harrow knows Exactly where each tooth point goes.

I have my own matches and sulphur, and I'll make my own hell.

Hear and attend and listen; for this befell and behappened and became and was: O my Best Beloved, when the tame animals were wild.

The glory of the garden lies in more than meets the eye.