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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Monday, 7 January 1918
I observe that a period has come in my life when Attainment for its own sake is no longer wanted. “Who go into samadhi?” This is I think a proof of the perfect destruction of “Sorrow.” The practical point is that I now do all those things which voluptuaries do, with equal or greater enthusiasm and power; but always for an Ulterior End. In this matter I am reproached by that whore of niggers and dogs, Mrs. Zainn [Roddie Minor] with whom I am now living in much worse than adultery; for she exhorts me to the Way of the Tao. But is not this for me perhaps That Way, that I should always follow Art and the Salvation of the World?
Am I not Saint Edward, the Warden, and Alexander, Helper of Men? I seem also to remember that in my Chinese name Kwaw is a fortress. However . . . . .
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