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Correspondence from Aleister Crowley to John Symonds
The Ridge, Hastings.
23. 8. 46 [23 Aug 1946]
Dear John Symonds
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
I am rather under the weather at the moment, and have been for several days past.
This letter is in the nature of a delirius [sic] appendix to yours of August 14th. I don't know who you are, or who I am, or anything, or anybody.
You seem to be in a similar position, sending me unfinished letters.
Your question as to my supporters is a very pertinent one, and I don't seem to be able to answer it. I cannot give you the slightest idea as to how many copies I may expect to sell, but the same applies in my experience to any publisher. It seems to me that a great deal will depend on your activities in London. In the past I have never taken the trouble to make such calculations.
For instance, sometimes a book sells by the hundred without any argument; other books one can put a lot of work and expense into and the result is exactly nothing. I don't know why any of these things are and I don't believe anyone else does.
I have heard nothing from Frederic Mellinger for a week or more, what that implies I cannot tell you. Probably it implies nothing. Anyway I think the line "let ships fall where they may" is the only sound rule.
I am feeling three parts dead, and the fourth part comfortably buried, and the moral of that is (said the Duchess) Good-night, and I hope very soon to see you—not that there is any point in doing so, but it is a poor heart that never rejoices.
Love is the law, love under will.
Fraternally yours.
A. Crowley.
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