All The Power Of The Occult Healer

Renounce To The Desire Of Possessing Worldly Things: This Is The First Step In The Path Of Perfection; By Mean Of This Absolute Untie Is How The Passions Can Be Fought.

There Exists In Nature A Force Which Is Immeasurably More Powerful Than Steam, And By Means Of Which A Single Man, Who Knows How To Adapt And Direct It, Might Upset And Alter The Face Of The World.

Passing Beauties Are Only The Fugitive Reflections Of The Eternal. All Beauty Alters And All Life Melts Away; In Short, Everything Passes With Marvelous Rapidity; Beautiful Helen Of Troy Has Become A Toothless Skull, Then A Handful Of Dust, Then Nothing.

All The Power Of The Occult Healer Lies In His Conscious Will, And All His Art Consists In Producing Faith In The Patient.

Magic Is The Divinity Of Man Achieved In Union With Faith.