The Dose Makes The Poison.

Could We But Rightly Comprehend The Mind Of Man, Nothing Would Be Impossible To Us Upon The Earth.

He Who Knows Nothing, Loves Nothing. He Who Can Do Nothing Understands Nothing. He Who Understands Nothing Is Worthless.

This Is Alchemy, And This Is The Office Of Vulcan; He Is The Apothecary And Chemist Of The Medicine.

We Do Not Know It Because We Are Fooling Away Our Time With Outward And Perishing Things, And Are Asleep In Regard To That Which Is Real Within Ourself.

Magic Has Power To Experience And Fathom Things Which Are Inaccessible To Human Reason. For Magic Is A Great Secret Wisdom, Just As Reason Is A Great Public Folly.