Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to Jane Wolfe
Thelema R.F.D. No. 2 Decatur Ga.
Oct. 16/19
My darling child,
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
I have been remiss in writing to you—but I have been sick—bronchitis etc—and am now convalescing at this Abbey.
I am beginning to discover that if I read letters over and over, there is some sense lurking beneath the apparent drivel. So go on: the above address should find me for the next week or two.
Mary Katherine [Mary K. Wolfe] knows nothing of art, but I like her all right; I've always a weakness for these beef-witted man-eaters. I wished her at the devil at first: reason, I was in a bad temper, and wanted to see nobody at that minute, but she charmed me and I got a good line on you, which was my main object.
Yes, Yorick tried to murder Jo one day and I did the movie lens act. It is surely vulgar to complain about barristers in such tragic moments. He was practically a maniac and I had to hold him down for an hour and a half till help arrived. Betty ought to have quit right there, but instead she tried to stick a carving-knife into his gizzard at the supper which concluded the evening's entertainment, and that made her feel friendly again: There were several quite amusing episodes about that time.
I wish I had you here: I would love you, if I had to split your head with an axe for stove-wood—is that the right spirit?
Love is the law, love under will,
Ever thine
Aleister
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