A Man Who Is Doing His True

We Place No Reliance On Virgin Or Pigeon; Our Method Is Science, Our Aim Is Religion.

Love Stories Are Only Fit For The Solace Of People In The Insanity Of Puberty. No Healthy Adult Human Being Can Really Care Whether So-and-so Does Or Does Not Succeed In Satisfying His Physiological Uneasiness By The Aid Of Some Particular Person Or Not.

Falsehood Is Invariably The Child Of Fear In One Form Or Another.

The Quest Of The Holy Grail, The Search For The Stone Of The Philosophers-by Whatever Name We Choose To Call The Great Work-is Therefore Endless. Success Only Opens Up New Avenues Of Brilliant Possibility.

I Admit That My Visions Can Never Mean To Other Men As Much As They Do To Me. I Do Not Regret This. All I Ask Is That My Results Should Convince Seekers After Truth That There Is Beyond Doubt Something Worth While Seeking, Attainable By Methods More Or Less Like Mine. I Do Not Want To Father A Flock, To Be The Fetish Of Fools And Fanatics, Or The Founder Of A Faith Whose Followers Are Content To Echo My Opinions. I Want Each Man To Cut His Own Way Through The Jungle.