The Only Safe Enemy Was A Headless

Let Me Live Deep While I Live; Let Me Know The Rich Juices Of Red Meat & Stinging Wine On My Palate, The Hot Embrace Of White Arms, The Mad Exultation Of Battle When The Blue Blades Flame Crimson, And I Am Content"......conan The Cimmerian.

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.

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.

Never The Less, At The Age Of Fifteen, Having Never Seen A Writer, A Poet, A Publisher Or A Magazine Editor, And Having Only The Vaguest Ideas Of Procedure, I Began Working On The Profession I Had Chosen.