Nothing Can Resist The Will

Mistress Of Love Or Of Hate, Occult Science Can Dispense Paradise Or Hell At Its Pleasure To Human Hearts; It Disposes Of All Forms And Confers Beauty Or Ugliness; With The Wand Of Circe It Changes Men Into Brutes And Animals Alternately Into Men.

To Be Rich Is To Give; To Give Nothing Is To Be Poor; To Live Is To Love; To Love Nothing Is To Be Dead; To Be Happy Is To Devote Oneself; To Exist Only For Oneself Is To Damn Oneself, And To Exile Oneself To Hell.

When One Creates Phantoms For Oneself, One Puts Vampires Into The World, And One Must Nourish These Children Of A Voluntary Nightmare With One's Blood, One's Life, One's Intellegence, And One's Reason, Without Ever Satisfying Them.

The Placer Is An Enemy Who Must Necessarily Become Our Lord Or Our Slave; One Doesn't Enjoy If It's Not Defeated.

Judge Not; Speak Hardly At All; Love And Act.