The last 29 days of the month are the toughest!

If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration.

Anti-social behavior is a trait of intelligence in a world full of conformists.

Be alone, that is the secret of invention; be alone, that is when ideas are born.

I don't care that they stole my idea . . I care that they don't have any of their own

My brain is only a receiver, in the Universe there is a core from which we obtain knowledge, strength and inspiration. I have not penetrated into the secrets of this core, but I know that it exists.

It will soon be possible to transmit wireless messages around the world so simply that any individual can carry and operate his own apparatus.

The gift of mental power comes from God, Divine Being, and if we concentrate our minds on that truth, we become in tune with this great power. My Mother had taught me to seek all truth in the Bible.

If your hate could be turned into electricity, it would light up the whole world.

If you only knew the magnificence of the 3, 6 and 9, then you would have the key to the universe.

In a crystal we have clear evidence of the existence of a formative life principle, and though we cannot understand the life of a crystal, it is nonetheless a living being

Fear least have power! The power of fear lies in the power of our fears. Without the power of our fears, fear is least empowered!

By my existence I am nothing more than an empty place, an outline, that is reserved within being in general. Given with it, though, is the duty to fill in this empty place. That is my life.

Everyone still thinks I'm Scottish - that's totally wicked.

When first you enter Wisdom's sea, beware-A wave of indecision floods you there.

I have no more to say. If this be the case, he deserves you. I could not have parted with you, my Lizzy, to any one less worthy.

- "Control what an interesting word for you to be dwelling on" - "I have other words" I scream the F-Word in my head, over and over again.

The war, as I felt it and a lot of my compatriots felt it, was a creative act.

That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon.

I’m turning into an old woman. Might as well start knitting and bitching about soap operas, gas prices, and rude drivers.” – Sundown

Every individual existence goes out in a lonely spasm of helpless agony.