Love Is The Law, Love Under Will.

The Discovery Of Radioactivity Created A Momentary Chaos In Chemistry And Physics; But It Soon Led To A Fuller Interpretation Of The Old Ideas. It Dispersed Many Difficulties, Harmonized Many Discords, And Yea, More! It Shewed The Substance Of Universe As A Simplicity Of Light And Life, Manners To Compose Atoms, Themselves Capable Of Deeper Self-realization Through Fresh Complexities And Organizations, Each With Its Own Peculiar Powers And Pleasures, Each Pursuing Its Path Through The World Where All Things Are Possible.

Genuine Recollections Almost Invariably Explain Oneself To Oneself. Suppose, For Example, That You Feel An Instinctive Aversion To Some Particular Kind Of Wine. Try As You Will, You Can Find No Reason For It. Suppose When You Explore A Previous Incarnation, You Remember You Died By A Poisoned Administered In A Wine Of That Kind, Your Aversion Is Explained By The Proverb: 'a Burnt Child Dreads The Fire.'

You Must On No Account Attempt To Use The Squares Given In The Book Of The Sacred Magic Of Abramelin The Mage Until You Have Succeeded In The Operation. More, Unless You Mean To Perform It, And Are Prepared To Go To Any Length To Do So, You Are A Fool To Have The Book In Your Possession At All. Those Squares Are Liable To Get Loose And Do Things On Their Own Initiative; And You Won't Like It.

Adaptation To One's Environment Makes For A Sort Of Survival; But After All, The Supreme Victory Is Only Won By Those Who Prove Themselves Of So Much Hardier Stuff Than The Rest That No Power On Earth Is Able To Destroy Them. The People Who Have Really Made History Are The Martyrs.

Ever Man Is Eternally Alone. But When You Get Mixed Up With A Fairly Decent Crowd, You Forget That Appalling Fact For Long Enough To Give Your Brain Time To Recover From The Acute Symptoms Of Its Disease - That Of Thinking.