Some people are born again; evil-doers go to hell; righteous people go to heaven; those who are free from all worldly desires attain immortality.

For an evil act committed in the world does not bear fruit at once, like a cow.

Everyone who has ever built anywhere a ''new heaven'' first found the power thereto in his own hell.

Wise people, after they have listened to the laws, become serene, like a deep, smooth, and still lake.

Hell wasn't a major reservoir of evil, any more then Heaven, in Crowley's opinion, was a fountain of goodness; they were just sides in the great cosmic chess game. Where you found the real McCoy, the real grace and the real heart-stopping evil, was right inside the human mind.

Whether touched by happiness or sorrow wise people never appear elated or depressed.