Verily, love is death, and death is life to come.
Man returneth not again; the stream floweth not uphill;
the old life is no more; there is a new life that is not his.
Yet that life is of his very essence; it is more He than all
that he calls He.
In the silence of the dewdrop is every tendency of his soul,
and of his mind, and of his body; it is the Quintessence and the
Elixer of his being. Therein are the forces that made him and
his father and his father's father before him.
This is the dew of immortality.
Let this go free, even as It will; thou are not its master,
but the vehicle of it.

Aleister Crowley
The Book Of Lies
The Stag Beetle

Death implies change and individuality; if thou be
  THAT which hath no person, which is beyond the
   changing, even beyond changelessness, what hast
   thou to do with death ?
The bird of individuality is ecstacy; so also is its death
In love the individuality is slain; who loves not love ?
Love death therefore, and long eagerly for it.
Die Daily.

Aleister Crowley
The Book Of Lies
The Sabbath Of The Goat

O! the heart of N.O.X. the Night of Pan.
IIAN: Duality: Energy: Death.
Death: Begetting: the supporters of O!
To beget is to die; to die is to beget.
Cast the seed into the Field of Night.
Life and Death are two names of A.
Kill thyself.
Neither of these alone is enough.

Aleister Crowley
The Book Of Lies
crowley, the book of lies
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