WARMING THE COCKLES

"I want to suck your...freedom."

"There is then little indeed in common between Love and such tepid passions as regard, affection, or kindliness; it is the uninitiate, who, to his damnation in a hell of cabbage soup and soap suds, confuses them.
"Love may best be defined as the passion of Hatred inflamed to the point of madness, when it takes refuge in Self-destruction.
"Love is clear-sighted with the lust of deadly rage, anatomizing its victim with keen energy, seeking where best to strike home mortally to the heart; it becomes blind only when its fury has completely overpowered it, and thrust it into the red maw of the furnace of self-immolation."

--Aleister Crowley, Little Essays Toward Truth.