Each god brings its own madness. To know the god—-to be accepted by it, to feel its mysteries—-well you have to let that madness wash over you, and through you. This isn’t in the books of magic. Why? For one thing, it’s all too easily forgotten, and for an other, you have to find it out for yourself.
|—||The Pseudonomicon - Phil Hine (via radvvulf)|
True magic is neither “black,” nor “white.” It is both, because Nature is both loving and cruel, all at the same time. The only “good” or “bad” is in the heart of the witch. Life keeps a balance on its own…
|—||Lirio (the shopkeeper), The Craft (1996)|
Fucking right I am! ^_^