It’s not quite as much fun to write a review when it seems everyone is basically in agreement. Crowley was not as evil as folklore suggests, and he was a lot more. Spine lettered in red horizontally across the spine ‘[double-rule] | THE DIARY | OF A | DRUG FIEND | [ornament] | ALEISTER CROWLEY [ publisher’s device]. If you are interested in the arcane, the occult, the erotic or the highs and lows of drug addiction, then this book is for you. A piece of fiction.

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Want to Read saving…. My name is Peter Pendragon. Lists with This Book. She was a mass of charming contradictions.

We had arrived at the hotel very weary, though as a matter of course we had insisted on Feccles and Haidee coming upstairs for a final drink.

Book Review: Diary of a Drug Fiend by Aleister Crowley

I felt myself completely purged of all passion ; and in that lustration we were baptised anew and christened with the name of Love. I can only suppose that, consciously or subconsciously, Lou had done it, for she showed no embarrassment in pressing the electric bell.

An interesting slice of history that is not taught in most schools. Everything more or less bored him, and he was quite definitely irritated by an overdone cutlet. In all, I’ve found it entertaining and useful enough that I’ve had it checked out of the local O. He was a struggling general practitioner in Norfolk, and had not made things any better for himself by marrying.


Where had I seen her before? Found this on the street in a pile of “Free: Definitely stimulating things like alcohol, hashish and cocaine give free range to Cupid.

I was, in fact, able to re-enter public life after years of seclusion.

Diary of a Drug Fiend and Other Works by Aleister Crowley

The night was delicious. What put me on the track was the grip of her hand, though I had never touched it in my life before.

Dust Jacket – Lower Interior. They move from the Pendragons’ country estate to a room in a slum house on Greek Street. As if by accident, he gave an account of the circumstances which had led to his leaving. He was an old man who had lived for years out of the world. There was no question of sleeping, of course.

Diary of a Drug Fiend by Aleister Crowley

It reveals with startling clearness the abyss on which our civilisation trembles. The thing that really pleased me about the whole business was the clause in the will. We were dignified beyond all words to express.

Fierce, fierce, frenzied folly! The good old boy ctowley the law. When the craving is at its worst, it reduced the indulgers to a state of bestial degradation.

The fine edge of my sense was dulled. I also felt sure that Feccles understood this unspoken communion, and that for some reason or other it pleased him immensely. It lasted barely half a second. I had a little amusing cycle of thoughts on the subject. He looked like a character of Dickens. Twin stars, silver shining!

It tells a tale between Peter and Lady Pendragon who meet one night and gets caught up in a whirlwind of drugs. The Smoking Dog, now ingloriously extinct, was a night club decorated by a horrible little cad who spent his life pushing himself into art and literature.


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The other method is to raise public opinion so effectively that the book is either withdrawn from circulation by the publisher or is confiscated by public authority. Remember, the Russian Easter is not the same time as our Easter. In case you couldn’t tell from all the snark, I found it difficult to take this novel seriously.

She was apparentlv listening to what Feccles was saying ; but she made xiary remark, and preserved a total detachment The whole scene had not taken three minutes. It was as if she had the after-taste in her mouth of some abominable bitterness. It was as if we had been released from the necessity of existence in the ordinary sense of the word. But at least I knew by sight the two men at the next table.

We were so still that I could feel her pulses softly beating. Our own voices sounded far, far off. She preoccupied the attention in the same way 20 21 Over the Top!

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