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Page 135 of 1971913 · PDF PAGE 500
…intelligence. Abandonedto itself, it, like Moloch, devours rapidly all that to which it gives birth, and changes the super- abundance of life into immense destruction. It is, then, the infernal serpent of the ancient myths, the Typhon of the Egyptians, and the Moloch of Phcenicia; but if Wisdom, mother of the Elohim, puts her foot upon his head, she outwears 202
1913 · PDF PAGE 506
…and they happened. When Cephas Barjona was nothing but a Jew proscribed by Nero, retailing to the wives of slaves a specific for eternal life, Cephas Barjona, for all educated people of Rome, was only a charlatan; but public opinion made an apostle of the 208
1922 · PDF PAGE 311
…emed not to notice our arrival. Lou had not removed her furs. She was standing like a statue in the middle of the room. The only sign of life was that her face continually flushed from white to red and back again. Her eyes were closed. For some reason or other she reminded me of a criminal awaiting sentence. Lamus stopped short in his stride and shook hands with me. — “Take your things off, and sit down, Sir Peter,’’ he said brusquely. His manner was completely different from anything I’d ever seen in him. He turned away and flung himself into …
1929 · PDF PAGE 39
life; the alternation was but systole and diastole, the throb of his envenomed pulse, the reflection in con- sciousness of his blood-beat. I became conscious of his intense longing for death to end the torture. The blood circulated ever slower and more painfully; I could feel him hoping for the end. This dreadful rose-dawn suddenly greyed and sick- ened with doubt. Hope sank to its nadir; fear rose like a dragon, with leaden wings. Suppose, thought he, that after all death does not end me! I cannot express this conception. It is not that the he…
1906 · PDF PAGE 264
…concentrate all his thoughts and hold them always upon one object -- waking or sleeping, he remembers who he is and what his high aim in life—and this constant recollection ‘and keeping in mind of holy things, is the Seventh Stage, Sammasati. And by the power of this transcendent faculty, rising through the Eight High Trances to the very threshold of Nirvana, he at last, in the Trance called Nirodha Samapatti, attains, even in this life, to the Deathless Shore of Nirvana, by the power of Sammasamadhi, Right Concentration. Such a one has finishe…
1929 · PDF PAGE 6
…names of Edward Alexander, the latter being the surname of an old friend of this father's, deeply beloved by him for the holiness of his life --- by Plymouth Brethren standards, one may suppose. It seems probable that the boy was deeply impressed by being told, at what age (before six) does not appear, that Alexander means "helper of men". He is still giving himself passionately to the task, despite the intellectual cynicism inseparable from intelligence after one has reached forty. But the extraordinary fact connected with this baptismal cerem…
1909 · PDF PAGE 352
THE EQUINOX prominent place. Not only has a certain mystery been woven into his life, but even in death his carcass has been accredited with various magical properties. The Highland Monthly for November 1892 contained an article dealing with this subject, by Mr. William Mackenzie, Secretary to the Crofters’ Com- mission. That the skin, after being dried, should sometimes have been made into waistcoats, is only natural, but it appears that it was also put to a more esoteric use, for persons suffering from sciatica wore girdles of it, with a view…
1909 · PDF PAGE 352
THE EQUINOX prominent place. Not only has a certain mystery been woven into his life, but even in death his carcass has been accredited with various magical properties. The Highland Monthly for November 1892 contained an article dealing with this subject, by Mr. William Mackenzie, Secretary to the Crofters’ Com- mission. That the skin, after being dried, should sometimes have been made into waistcoats, is only natural, but it appears that it was also put to a more esoteric use, for persons suffering from sciatica wore girdles of it, with a view…
1910 · PDF PAGE 288
THE EQUINOX nobody else might be affected so.” This was said to me quite frequently when, early in the hasheesh life, I enthusiastically related the most singular phenomena of my fantasy. But there is no such thing true of the hasheesh effects. Just as inevitably as two men taking the same direction, and equally favoured by Providence, will arrive at the same place, will two persons of similar temperament come to the same territory in hasheesh, see the same mysteries of their being, and get the same hitherto unconceived facts. It is this charac…
1910 · PDF PAGE 296
…wo skilled fencers, both blind with mortal hate. It might have been the bodies of two skilled lovers, blind with immortal love. She tore life and death asunder on her strings. Up, up soared the phoenix of her song; step by step on music’s golden scaling-ladder she stormed the citadel of her Desire. The blood flushed and swelled her face beneath its sweat. Her eyes were injected with blood. The song rose, culminated—overleapt the barriers, achieved its phrase. She stopped; but the music went on. A cloud gathered 278
1910 · PDF PAGE 288
THE EQUINOX nobody else might be affected so.” This was said to me quite frequently when, early in the hasheesh life, I enthusiastically related the most singular phenomena of my fantasy. But there is no such thing true of the hasheesh effects. Just as inevitably as two men taking the same direction, and equally favoured by Providence, will arrive at the same place, will two persons of similar temperament come to the same territory in hasheesh, see the same mysteries of their being, and get the same hitherto unconceived facts. It is this charac…
1910 · PDF PAGE 296
…wo skilled fencers, both blind with mortal hate. It might have been the bodies of two skilled lovers, blind with immortal love. She tore life and death asunder on her strings. Up, up soared the phoenix of her song; step by step on music’s golden scaling-ladder she stormed the citadel of her Desire. The blood flushed and swelled her face beneath its sweat. Her eyes were injected with blood. The song rose, culminated—overleapt the barriers, achieved its phrase. She stopped; but the music went on. A cloud gathered 278
1912 · PDF PAGE 20
…to support the honour and reputation of this venerable order. ”This moment, my son, you owe to me a second birth; should your conduct in life correspond with the principles of M., my remaining years will pass away with pleasure and satisfaction. Observe the great example of our ancient masters, peruse our history and our constitutions. The best, the most humane, the bravest, and most civilized of men have been our patrons. Though the vulgar are strangers to our works, the greatest geniuses have sprung from our order. The most illustrious charac…
1912 · PDF PAGE 110
…ent what nine times out of ten you know as well as I do. Doctor Doom‘em ! Dr. F. Now, old man, don't get excited. Dr. B. Excited! Why my life would be one long hell if I hadn’t chosen a very simple method. Tell the truth. I‘m not a lawyer, paid to tell lies. Tell the truth Then I’ve done my part; my conscience is clear; I eat hearty and sleep sound. Dr. F. But is it always best to tell the truth? May you not sometimes overlook a grain of hope, and kill it by your diagnosis? [Enter MRS. BOB “ΖΜ 6W2. Mrs. Β. Ican‘t believe it is right to send awa…
1912 · PDF PAGE 20
…to support the honour and reputation of this venerable order. ”This moment, my son, you owe to me a second birth; should your conduct in life correspond with the principles of M., my remaining years will pass away with pleasure and satisfaction. Observe the great example of our ancient masters, peruse our history and our constitutions. The best, the most humane, the bravest, and most civilized of men have been our patrons. Though the vulgar are strangers to our works, the greatest geniuses have sprung from our order. The most illustrious charac…
1912 · PDF PAGE 110
…ent what nine times out of ten you know as well as I do. Doctor Doom‘em ! Dr. F. Now, old man, don't get excited. Dr. B. Excited! Why my life would be one long hell if I hadn’t chosen a very simple method. Tell the truth. I‘m not a lawyer, paid to tell lies. Tell the truth Then I’ve done my part; my conscience is clear; I eat hearty and sleep sound. Dr. F. But is it always best to tell the truth? May you not sometimes overlook a grain of hope, and kill it by your diagnosis? [Enter MRS. BOB “ΖΜ 6W2. Mrs. Β. Ican‘t believe it is right to send awa…
1913 · PDF PAGE 373
…u- salem, the house of the wicked rich man!! The thin symbol- isms of the primitive religions overturned by science, and deprived of the life of faith, resemble those whitened bones which covered the field that Ezekiel saw in his vision. The Spirit of the Saviour, the spirit of faith, the spirit of 75
1913 · PDF PAGE 373
…u- salem, the house of the wicked rich man!! The thin symbol- isms of the primitive religions overturned by science, and deprived of the life of faith, resemble those whitened bones which covered the field that Ezekiel saw in his vision. The Spirit of the Saviour, the spirit of faith, the spirit of 75
1922 · PDF PAGE 90
…w that I was awake, and her mouth descended upon mine with exquisite tenderness. Her lips were soft and firm; their kiss revived me into life. She was extraordinarily pale, and her gestures were limp and languid. I realised that I was utterly exhausted. | “I couldn’t sleep at all,” she said, ‘after what seemed a very long time in which I tried to pull myself together. My mind went running on like mad—lI’ve had a perfectly ripping time—perfectly top-hole! I simply couldn’t get up till I remembered what that man Feccles said about a hair of the d…
1929 · PDF PAGE 142
…touch of frost, kindly and wholesome, on a few nights, it had no frown or rigour. Day after day the sun had enkindled the still air, and life had danced with love upon the hills. But on the night of her fullness, the moon was tawny and obscure, with a reddish vapour about her, as if she had wrapped herself in a mantle of anger; and the next dawn broke grey with storm, the wind tearing its way across the mountain spine of Italy, as if some horde of demon bandits were raiding the peasantry of the plains. The Butterfly-Net was sheltered from its r…