And now it stands proven that Satan, or the Red Fiery Dragon, the 'Lord of Phosphorus,' and Lucifer, or 'Light-Bearer,' is in us: it is our Mind

Matter is spirit at its lowest level. Spirit is matter at its highest level.

The chief difficulty which prevents men of science from believing in divine as well as in nature Spirits is their materialism.

Lucifer represents life, though, progress, civilization, liberty, independence. Lucifer is the Logos, the Serpent, the Savior.

Even in our day, science suspects beyond the Polar seas, at the very circle of the Arctic Pole, the existence of a sea which never freezes and a continent which is ever green.

Help Nature and work on with her; and Nature will regard thee as one of her creators . . . she will lay bare before thy gaze the treasures hidden in the depths of her pure virgin bosom.

Public Opinion, this invisible, intangible, omnipresent, despotic tyrant; this thousand-headed Hydra - the more dangerous for being composed of individual mediocrities...

Everything in the Universe, throughout all its kingdoms, is conscious: i.e., endowed with a consciousness of its own kind and on its own plane of perception.

Who is the great man? He who is strongest in patience. He who patiently endures injury, and maintains a blameless life--he is a man indeed!

Knowledge increases in proportion to its use; that is, the more we teach the more we learn.

Theosophy blesses the world; Theology is its curse.

With faith, hope and enduring spirit we shall triumph.

Listen: Common sense doesn't mean what it used to mean."-Matthias Chalmers, STAIRWAY2 HEAVEN

The literati in their cellarsPerform semantic tarantellas.I wish I did it half as well as them.

Young man, make your name worth something.

I never had only one job. I was either playing ball or writing or doing TV or modeling.

Everybody knew that being dead could put you in a terrible mood.

I am desperate for change - now - not in 8 years or 12 years, but right now.

[Non-Catholic Christians are] in a gravely deficient situation in comparison with those who, in the [Roman Catholic] church, have the fullness of the means of salvation.

The day it all went wrong for me was 11 August 1989. That was the day I killed a man for the first time.

Perfection bores me, in art, in music; most of all, in people. Luckily, perfection is rare.