My characters are more like men than these real men are, see. They're rough and rude, they got hands and they got bellies. They hate and they lust; break the skin of civilization and you find the ape, roaring and red-handed.

I'm not going out of my way looking for devils; but I wouldn't step out of my path to let one go by.

The printed page was like wine to me.

All fled—all done, so lift me on the pyre— The Feast is over, and the lamps expire.

Barbarianism is the natural state of mankind. Civilization is unnatural. It is the whim of circumstance. And barbarianism must ultimately triumph

I live, I burn with life, I love, I slay, & am content.

Know, oh prince, that between the years when the oceans drank Atlantis and the gleaming cities, and the years of the rise of the Sons of Aryas, there was an Age undreamed of, when shining kingdoms lay spread across the world like blue mantles beneath the stars.