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Aleister Crowley Diary Entry Friday, 11 January 1924
Venus.
“It is not good for a man to dwell alone”—but it is worse for him to live with anybody else.
A wretched morning—as usual. Slept the clock round. M[orphine] is rotten for me: I shall use the language of the solemn winds to the seas upon the shore—the first two words.
Have read André Gide on Dostoevsky. The doctrines of Ruach etc. are well shewn. What a joke! These great “discoveries” (!) which we have had in infancy for centuries!
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