The absolute rule of the state shall be a function of the absolute liberty of each individual will.
All questions of the Law are to be decided only by appeal to my writings, each for himself.
I believe in one Gnostic and Catholic Church of Light, Life, Love and Liberty, the Word of whose Law is THELEMA .
I am the blue-lidded daughter of Sunset; I am the naked brilliance of the voluptuous night-sky.
The ordinary man looking at a mountain is like an illiterate person confronted with a Greek manuscript.
I was asked to memorise what I did not understand; and, my memory being so good, it refused to be insulted in that manner.
I have never grown out of the infantile belief that the universe was made for me to suck.
It is only necessary to destroy in oneself the roots of those motives which determine a man’s course, in order to enjoy the omnipotence and immunity of a god.
Morality can muddle mystical understanding and virtue is only necessary in so far as it favours success. All wisdom must be encompassed in order to achieve enlightenment.
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law.
There are no “standards of Right”. Ethics is balderdash. Each Star must go on its own orbit. To hell with “moral principle”; there is no such thing.
We can no longer assert any single proposition, unless we guard ourselves by enumerating countless conditions which must be assumed.
The True Will is thus both determined by its equations, and free because those equation are simply its own name, spelt out fully.
The best models of English writing are Shakespeare and the Old Testament.
Toronto as a city carries out the idea of Canada as a country. It is a calculated crime against the aspirations of the soul and the affection of the heart.
The Gods are but names for the forces of Nature themselves.
Religion itself becomes offensively monotonous. On every point of vantage are pagodas – stupid stalagmites of stagnant piety.
I am certainly of opinion that genius can be acquired, or, in the alternative, that it is an almost universal possession.
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 priestess of Artemis took hold of her almost with the violence of a lover, and whisked her away into a languid ecstasy of reverie. She communicated her own enthusiasm to the girl, and kept her mind occupied with dreams, faery-fervid, of uncharted seas of glory on which her galleon might sail, undiscovered countries of spice and sweetness, Eldorado and Utopia and the City of God.