"Crom! I have never prayed to you before. I have no tongue for it. No one, not even you, will remember if we were good…"

"For us, there is no spring. Just the wind that smells fresh before the storm."

"There's warmth and fire. Do you not wish to warm yourself, by my fire?"

"There comes a time, thief, when the jewels cease to sparkle, when the gold loses its luster, when the throne room bec…"

"What daring! What outrageousness! What insolence! What arrogance! I salute you."

"She follows him as a slave, seeking the truth of her soul as if I could not give it to her."

"He is Conan, the Cimmerian. He won't cry. So I cry for him."

"Civilization...ancient and wicked."

"(When a beggar says to Conan and Subotai "A pittance to protect you from evil?") I am evil! (laughing)"

"Fire and wind come from the sky, from the gods of the sky, but Crom is your god. Crom, and he lives in the Earth. Onc…"