Robert E. Howard
While we may open the books of the past, we may but grant flying glances of the future, through the mist that veils it.Collection: Book
I have known many gods. He who denies them is blind as he who trusts them too deeply.Collection: Blind
Civilization is a natural and inevitable consequence - whether good or evil I am not prepared to state.Collection: Civilization
I'll say one thing about an oil boom; it will teach a kid that Life's a pretty rotten thing as quick as anything I can think of.Collection: Kids
Barbarism is the natural state of mankind.Collection: Natural
The only safe enemy was a headless enemy.Collection: Enemy
Youngsters of this generation seem not quite so hazardous except in the way of mechanical speed, bad liquor and venereal diseases.Collection: This Generation
What shall a man say when a friend has vanished behind the doors of Death? A mere tangle of barren words, only words.Collection: Men
When I cannot stand alone, it will be time to die.Collection: Death
In this world men struggle and suffer vainly, finding pleasure only in the bright madness of battle; dying, their souls enter a gray misty realm of clouds and icy winds, to wander cheerlessly throughout eternity.Collection: Struggle
It is better to go in the dark when the road must pass a lion and there is no other road.Collection: Dark
How can I wear the harness of toil And sweat at the daily round, While in my soul forever The drums of Pictdom sound?Collection: Sweat
I am unable to rouse much interest in any highly civilized race, country or epoch, including this one.Collection: Country
Time and times are but cogwheels, unmatched, grinding on oblivious to one another. Occasionally - oh, very rarely! - the cogs fit; the pieces of the plot snap together momentarily and give men faint glimpses beyond the veil of this everyday blindness we call reality.Collection: Reality
It was no ape, neither was it a man. It was some shambling horror spawned in the mysterious, nameless jungles of the south, where strange life teemed in the reeking rot without the dominance of man, and drums thundered in temples that had never known the tread of a human foot.Collection: Men
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.Collection: Wine
It is not pleasant to come upon Death in a lonely place at midnight.Collection: Death
Every twinge of sensation, even of agony, was a negation of death.Collection: Agony
No man can be convinced when he will not.Collection: Men
I reckon if I ever marry, she will have to be a strong woman in a circus or something.Collection: Strong Women
Animals are neither gods nor fiends, but men in their way without the lust and greed of man.Collection: Animal
Rome got some peachy pastings when she tried to lick the Irish.Collection: Rome
Coming, as I do, from mountain folk on one side and sea followers on the other, there are few old songs of the hills or the sea with which I am not familiar.Collection: Song
One objection I have heard voiced to works of this kinddealing with Texasis the amount of gore spilled across the pages. It can not be otherwise. In order to write a realistic and true history of any part of the Southwest, one must narrate such things, even at the risk of monotony.Collection: Writing
A kingdom is not lost by a single defeat.Collection: Kingdoms
Aye, you white dog, you are like all your race; but to a black man gold can never pay for blood.Collection: Dog
I have put off the past like a worn-out cloak.Collection: Past
A woman in such an emotional tempest is as perilous as a blind cobra to any about her.Collection: Women
All fled—all done, so lift me on the pyre— The Feast is over, and the lamps expire.Collection: Suicide
I have gone into yesterday and tomorrow and both were as real as today -- which is like the dreams of ghosts!Collection: Dream
It is an ill thing to meet a man you thought dead in the woodland at dusk.Collection: Men
In the hill country, civilization steals in last, and the people retain much of the crude but vigorous mode of expression of the colonial days and earlier.Collection: Country
I see in the papers where Roy Guthrie committed suicide. Why, I wonder?Collection: Suicide
Don't you think that as a people, Americans have less poetry, real poetry, in their souls than any other nations?Collection: Real
The poem you sent me was as fiery and virile as anything you've ever written - or anybody else, for that matter. Especially the second part went to my brain like the flaming liquor of insanity. No one else besides Jack London has the power to move me just that way.Collection: Moving