All Quotes

"Conan of the Isles (novel, 1968)"

""Legions of the Dead" (short story, Conan the Swordsman, 1978)"

""Shadows in the Dark" (short story, Conan the Swordsman, 1978)"

""The Gem in the Tower" (short story, Conan the Swordsman, 1978)"

""The Ivory Goddess" (short story, Conan the Swordsman, 1978)"

""Moon of Blood" (short story, Conan the Swordsman, 1978)"

"Conan the Liberator (novel, 1979)"

"Conan and the Sorcerer (novel, 1978)"

"The Sword of Skelos (novel, 1979)"

"Conan the Mercenary (novel, 1981)"

"The Road of Kings (novel, 1979)"

"Conan the Rebel (novel, 1980)"

"Conan the Invincible (novel, 1982)"

"Conan the Defender (novel, 1982)"

"Conan the Unconquered (novel, 1983)"

"Conan the Triumphant (novel, 1983)"

"Conan the Magnificent (novel, 1984)"

"Conan the Victorious (novel, 1984)"

"Conan the Valorous (novel, 1985)"

"Conan the Champion (novel, 1987)"

"Conan the Marauder (novel, 1988)"

"Conan the Bold (novel, 1989)"

"The Return of Conan (novel, 1957)"

"Here is the pleasant place, And nothing wanted is, save She, alas!"

""The People of the Summit" (short story, Conan the Swordsman, 1978)"

"Conan of the Red Brotherhood (novel, 1993)"

"Phœbus, arise! And paint the sable skies With azure, white, and red."

"Make an eternal spring; Give life to this dark world which lieth dead. Spread forth thy golden hair In larger locks than thou wast wont before, And emperor-like decore With diadem of pearl thy temples fair."

"This is the morn should bring unto this grove My love, to hear and recompense my love."

"The last and greatest herald of Heaven's King, Girt with rough skins, hies to the deserts wild, Among that savage brood the woods forth bring, Which he than man more harmless found and mild."

"My lute, be as thou wert when thou didst grow With thy green mother in some shady grove, When immelodious winds but made thee move, And birds their ramage did on thee bestow."

"My thoughts hold mortal strife; I do detest my life, And with lamenting cries Peace to my soul to bring Oft call that prince which here doth monarchise: — But he, grim-grinning King, Who caitiffs scorns, and doth the blest surprise, Late having deck'd with beauty's rose his tomb, Disdains to crop a weed, and will not come."

"This Life, which seems so fair, Is like a bubble blown up in the air By sporting children's breath, Who chase it every where"

"Of this fair volume which we World do name If we the sheets and leaves could turn with care, Of him who it corrects, and did it frame, We clear might read the art and wisdom rare."

"Doth then the world go thus, doth all thus move? Is this the justice which on Earth we find? Is this that firm decree which all doth bind? Are these your influences, Powers above?"

"God never had a church but there, men say, The Devil a chapel hath raised by some wyles. I doubted of this saw, till on a day I westward spied great Edinburgh’s Saint Gyles."

"What doth it serve to see sun's burning face, And skies enamelled with both the Indies' gold? Or moon at night in jetty chariot roll'd, And all the glory of that starry place?"

"For what doth serve all that this world contains, Sith she for whom those once to me were dear, No part of them can have now with me here?"

"“Don’t you know about all those theorems that say nothing is what it seems? There’s no past, present, or future outside our own mind. The so-called laws of motion are a big hoax.” – Heinrich"

""The Hall of the Dead" (novelette, The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, Feb 1967)"

"Good evening. President Reagan, still training his spotlight on the economy, today signed a package of budget cuts that he will send to Congress tomorrow. Lesley Stahl has the story."

"He invented the job, the job of anchoring, did it himself for 40 years, and taught two generations of anchormen, including this one, how to do it. He's retiring, but he'll be with us in spirit, and he'll be a part of every broadcast we do."

"There was a time in South Africa that people would put flaming tires around people’s necks if they dissented. And in some ways the fear is that you will be ‘necklaced’ here, you will have a flaming tire of lack of patriotism put around your neck. Now it is that fear that keeps journalists from asking the toughest of the tough questions...I do not except myself from this criticism...What we are talking about here—whether one wants to recognize it or not, or call it by its proper name or not—is a form of self-censorship. I worry that patriotism run amok will trample the very values that the country seeks to defend."

"[My job is] a very high trapeze act, frequently with no net."

"Those who dumb down the news, trivialize the news with in-studio shouting matches passing for debate, those who tart up the news with celebrity gossip, scandal and sensationalism are playing right into the hands of those that stand to gain the most from the news being seen as irrelevant and trivial and no more or less worth your attention than the next episode of 'American Idol.' [...] I worry that if it becomes no more than a reality show, something that could be scripted and rigged behind the scenes without anyone really getting upset about it, that our freedom of the press will become another one of those constitutionally granted rights that can be watered down and eventually taken away from us."

"To use tragedy to sow division is the hallmark of a despot."

"106 [degrees] in the valley...I was sweating like Dan Rather checking for forged documents."

"What are the odds that Dan Rather would have accepted such patently phony documents from, say, the Swift Boat Veterans for Truth?""

"Occasional candor from big-name journalists can be illuminating. Eight months after 9/11, in an interview with BBC television, Dan Rather said that American journalists were intimidated in the wake of the attacks. Making what he called “an obscene comparison,” the CBS news anchor ruminated: “There was a time in South Africa that people would put flaming tires around people’s necks if they dissented. And in some ways the fear is that you will be ‘necklaced’ here, you will have a flaming tire of lack of patriotism put around your neck. Now it is that fear that keeps journalists from asking the toughest of the tough questions.” Rather added that “I do not except myself from this criticism,” and he went on: “What we are talking about here—whether one wants to recognize it or not, or call it by its proper name or not—is a form of self-censorship. I worry that patriotism run amok will trample the very values that the country seeks to defend.”"

"All the old muddles and quirks," I said. "Faith, religion, life everlasting. The great old human gullibilities. Are you saying that you don't take them seriously? Your dedication is a pretense?"