The Placer Is An Enemy

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

Up To One's Last Breath, One May Retain The Simple Joys Of Childhood, The Poetic Ecstasies Of The Young Person, The Enthusiasms Of Maturity. Right To The End, One May Intoxicate One's Spirit With Flowers, With Beauty And With Smiles.

Magic Is The Divinity Of Man Achieved In Union With Faith.

Succeed In Not Fearing The Lion, And The Lion Will Fear You.

All The Power Of The Occult Healer Lies In His Conscious Will, And All His Art Consists In Producing Faith In The Patient.