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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Jane Wolfe
c/o Thos Cook & Son 246 B'way N.Y.C.
Bastille Day. [14 July 1919]
My dear Miss Wolfe,
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
I like writing to you because I feel that I do not have to say anything in particular. Saying things, in fact, is a bore; singing is the only sensible alternative to silence. And you always make me feel like singing. It is rather a curious thing that Los Angeles was about the best place I ever felt lyric in—that was November 1916.
I am still out in my tent on Montauk, and working very hard on the Yi King and the Greek Qabalah, as well as my personal Magick. Probably I shall stay here till the end of August; I must be near N.Y. to get Equinox II [Volume 3, No. II] through the press. That is my constant preoccupation, of course. It worries me a good deal as the whole strain, [illegible], editorial, printers'-reader-ial, and financial, falls on me alone, or about alone.
I must close up this letter, as I have to go into Montauk, and that is my chance to get letters mailed.
I hope you are writing me long letters all the time; it is very cheerful to have news of Somebody, in a place like this.
Love is the law, love under will.
Ever yours,
666.
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