If you do not need something that it is still useful, give it to someone who will appreciate it before you douse it in lighter fluid in hopes Santa Odin will put a new one under your Yule tree.

Loving her has become a part of my religion, a gentle mantra with every beating of my heart. I cannot imagine its Ragnarok without wilting.

Holding fantasy to our chests only means our hands are not free to work.

Our brains want God even as our minds debunk the divine.

Paganism is the default of most children, since they excel at magical thinking.

My main nurturing instinct toward children is mild sadism--picking them up and threatening to drop them--which is why I am a good uncle but would make a poor father.

Having ascended to some spiritual strength by focusing on the power of the feminine, it is no doubt tempting to wield this strength against that which triggers memories of having once been weaker.

Women are seen as imperfect or unclean, because of a myth of a tempting apple, because they bleed monthly, because they lack equivalent upper body strength.

Most magick I have experienced can be written off as a stew of psychology and coincidence, and I truly believe this is where magick is best worked.

Magick need not be a crutch, but it is hard to argue that anything you lean on in lieu of building your own strength weakens resolve.

I honor the divine on a daily basis, but I want to know that the greatest magick in my life is living authentically with what I have and can do.

You know you walk in the light when the enemy keeps reminding you of your past mistakes, because the enemy's role is to derail into darkness.

Ambition has to be joined with expectancy. A sense that you have a dream for yourself that you believe can happen.

Anybody can be hurt. This is boxing.

I will only take something or agree to do something that I feel like I understand, and inherent in understanding is empathy.

The Jesuits had learned that a Christian mission to China could never succeed if it were not in a position to show and convince the Chinese intelligentsia of the superiority of the European culture.

I was brought up on art. My father thought I had a great hand at art and sent me to art school. But he did not want me to become a photographer.

I learned a lot about acting - watching not just myself but other actors and learning how to distinguish between two great takes. It's also about one's own taste in performance.

I came into this world restless despite many appearances to the contrary. Does that make me unique? I doubt it.

Everywhere do I percieve a certain conspiracy of rich men seeking their own advantage underthat name and pretext of commonwealth.

The goal of socialism is communism.