Every twinge of sensation, even of agony, was a negation of death.

I think the real reason so many youngsters are clamoring for freedom of some vague sort, is because of unrest and dissatisfaction with present conditions; I don't believe this machine age gives full satisfaction in a spiritual way, if the term may be allowed.

Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandaled feet.

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

Civilized men are more discourteous than savages because they know they can be impolite without having their skulls split, as a general thing.

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.