My faith is a tool I employ, a metaphorical context I find apt, but it is inert until placed in a hand that needs it.

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.

God is omniscient, omnipresent, and omnipotent. He is intricately involved in our lives and for that alone, we should be thankful.

If your life doesn't end in failure, you haven't reached high enough. So it was failure I had to achieve.

Salvation is universal because the love of God encompasses all. If God is God and if God is love, nothing is outside the love of God. A place like hell is thus inconceivable.

It hurts to be around life. People don't understand how close death is, right over their shoulders, around the block, at the end of a street. It's everywhere.

I've always thought fairies are like mushrooms, you trip over them when you're not thinking about them, but they're hard to spot when you're searching for them.

Modern thought does not offer consolations, but upsets.

Not everyone has to be a model and a designer, there are so many other options that are great and long-lasting. It's just finding what you're good at and being honest with yourself.

Those who are humble enough to learn anew will succeed in this new age.

The eye-is it not the mirror of the soul in all living creatures?

Where money is an idol, to be poor is a sin.