O thou, of Angels fairest and most wise,
God by Fate’s treachery shorn of liturgies!
O Satan, have pity of my long misery!

Aleister Crowley, Oracles, The Litany of Satan

Hermetic quote Crowley Oracles angels fairest most wise treachery shorn liturgies satan pity long misery

Consider also:

  1. “Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our age-long love. Hast thou not striven to the inmost in thee? Death is the crown of all. Harden! Hold up thyself! Lift thine head! breathe not so deep — die!”
  2. “Curves that snuggle in your palm and jack you all up. A quick bang now for a metric shitload of misery later. Guaranteed.”
  3. “These six and four are ten, 10, the One manifested that returns into the Naught unmanifest.”
  4. “So also death is but through accident; thou hast hidden thyself in the shadow of thy gross body, and, taking it for reality, thou hast trembled.”
  5. “if in this only thou overcome, then shall all Earth be free, taking its Pleasure in Sunlight without Fear or Phrenzy. Amen.”