As I Said To Speedicut, It's Hell

Books Are But Dead Bodies To You, And A Library Nothing But A Catacomb!

Life And Religion Are One, Or Neither Is Any Thing.

The Region Of The Senses Is The Unbelieving Part Of The Human Soul.

In The Hearts Of Witches, Love And Hate Lie Close Together And Often Tumble Over Each Other.

God Himself - His Thoughts, His Will, His Love, His Judgments Are Men's Home. To Think His Thoughts, To Choose His Will, To Judge His Judgments, And Thus To Know That He Is In Us, With Us, Is To Be At Home. And To Pass Through The Valley Of The Shadow Of Death Is The Way Home, But Only Thus, That As All Changes Have Hitherto Led Us Nearer To This Home, The Knowledge Of God, So This Greatest Of All Outward Changes - For It Is But An Outward Change - Will Surely Usher Us Into A Region Where There Will Be Fresh Possibilities Of Drawing Nigh In Heart, Soul, And Mind To The Father Of Us All.