Quote by Aleister Crowley
The supreme satisfaction is to be able to despise ones neighbor an

The supreme satisfaction is to be able to despise ones neighbor and this fact goes far to account for religious intolerance. It is evidently consoling to reflect that the people next door are headed for hell. – Aleister Crowley

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The joy of life consists in the exercise of ones energies, continual growth, constant change, the enjoyment of every new experience. To stop means simply to die. The eternal mistake of mankind is to set up an attainable ideal. – Aleister Crowley

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The conscience of the world is so guilty that it always assumes that people who investigate heresies must be heretics; just as if a doctor who studies leprosy must be a leper. – Aleister Crowley

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A bad neighbor is a misfortune, as much as a good one is a great blessing. – Hesiod

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If you want to annoy your neighbors, tell the truth about them. – Pietro Aretino

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Every man is surrounded by a neighborhood of voluntary spies. – Jane Austen

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Sometimes a neighbor whom we have disliked a lifetime for his arrogance and conceit lets fall a single commonplace remark that shows us another side, another man, really; a man uncertain, and puzzled, and in the dark like ourselves. – Willa Cather

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