There Is No Part Of Me That

In This Book It Is Spoken Of The Sephiroth And The Paths; Of Spirits And Conjurations; Of Gods, Spheres, Planes, And Many Other Things Which May Or May Not Exist. It Is Immaterial Whether These Exist Or Not. By Doing Certain Things Certain Results Will Follow; Students Are Most Earnestly Warned Against Attributing Objective Reality Or Philosophic Validity To Any Of Them.

The Sin Which Is Unpardonable Is Knowingly And Wilfully To Reject Truth, To Fear Knowledge Lest That Knowledge Pander Not To Thy Prejudices.

There Is Only One Really Safe, Mild, Harmless Beverage And You Can Drink As Much Of That As You Like Without Running The Slightest Risk, And What You Say When You Want It Is, 'garcon! Un Pernod!'

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.

The Sot Drinks, And Is Drunken: The Coward Drinks Not, And Shivers: The Wise Man, Brave And Free, Drinks, And Gives Glory To The Most High God.