Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, — Robert E. Howard
I have known many Gods. He who denies them is blind as he who trusts them too deeply. — Robert E. Howard
A woman in such an emotional tempest is as perilous as a blind cobra to any about her. — Robert E. Howard
Some mechanism in my sub-consciousness took the dominant characteristics of various prize-fighters, — Robert E. Howard
All fled—all done, so lift me on the pyre— The Feast is over, and the lamps expire. — Robert E. Howard