III,55: Let Mary inviolate be torn upon wheels: for her sake let all chaste women be utterly despised among you!
III,56: Also for beauty’s sake and loves’!
III,57: Despise also all cowards; professional soldiers who dare not fight, but play; all fools despise!
III,58: But the keen and the proud, the royal and the lofty; ye are brothers!
III,59: As brothers fight ye!
III,60: There is no law beyond Do what thou wilt.
The book of the law
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Aleister Crowley
