Aleister Crowley Diary Entry

Sunday, 14 July 1907

 

 

T's [Lord Tankerville] ill temper can be cured; but what of his cowardice? He is as stupid as an owl; as suspicious as a madman; as obstinate as an ass; as ignorant as an American; as cowardly as a Bengali; as conservative as a brickbat; as irritable as a scorpion. Ay! and more. How comes it then that he is capable of annoying an adept? Because the adept is fool enough to be trying honestly to do him good.

     

(I know now what the Middle Ages must have been, when T.'s disease was contagious.)

 

 

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