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Quotes To Ponder
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"Evil personified appears at first sight repulsive.But the more we study
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the personality of the Devil, the more fascinating it becomes. In the
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beginning of existence the Evil One is everything bad, evil and immoral.
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He is hatred, destruction, and annihilation incarnate, and as such he is
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the adversary of existence, of the Creator, of GOD. The Devil is the rebel
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of the cosmos, the independent in the empire of the tyrant, the opposition
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to uniformity, the dissonance in the universal harmony, the exception to
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the rule, the particular in the universal, the unforeseen chance that
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breaks the law; he is the individualizing tendency, the craving for
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originality, which bodily upsets the ordinances of God that enforce a
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definite kind of conduct; he overturns the monotony that would permeate the
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cosmic spheres if every atom in unconscious righteousness and with pious
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obedience slavishly followed a generally prescribed course."
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Paul Caurus, The History of the Devil
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"The fact is that far more crime and child abuse has been committed by
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zealots in the name of God, Jesus and Mohammed than has ever been committed
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in the name of Satan. Many people do not like that statement, but few can
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argue it."
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Kenneth V. Lanning, FBI Report on Occult Crime, Oct. 1989
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"The Satanist does not weakly, meekly and humbly 'pray', he does not beg
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to Satan, nor does he perform any knee-bending exercises or blood
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sacrifices before him. He recognises the god within and works to actualize
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it. His ceremonies and rituals are Satanic affirmations to evoke the
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bowers of his own being, and draw upon energies which are only now being
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recognised by the mundane science."
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Faustus Scorpius, Order of the Left Hand Path
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"Glory and praise to you, Satan, in the heights of heaven where once you
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reigned, and in the depths of hell where, vanquished, you dream in silence.
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Grant that my soul, some day, may rest beside you, under the Tree of
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Knowledge, at the hour when on your brow, like a new Temple, its branches
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will spread!"
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Baudelaire, The Litanies of Satan, 1846
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"Ware, nor for good nor ill, what aim hath act?
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Without its climax, death, what savour hath
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Life? an impeccable machine, exact
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He paces an inane and pointless path
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To glut brute appetites, his sole content
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How tedious were he fit to comprehend
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Himself! More, this our noble element
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Of fire in nature, love in spirit, unkenned
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Life hath no spring, no axle, and no end.
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His body a blood-ruby radiant
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With noble passion, sun-souled Lucifer
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Swept through the dawn colossal, swift aslant
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On Eden's imbecile perimeter.
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He blessed nonentity with every curse
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And spiced with sorrow the dull soul of sense,
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Breathed life into the sterile universe,
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With love and Knowledge drove out innocence
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The Key of Joy is disobedience."
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Aleister Crowley, Hymn to Lucifer
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