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Conan the Cimmerian Quotes
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A civilized man in his position would have sought doubtful refuge in the conclusion that he was insane; it did not occur to the Cimmerian to doubt his senses.
REH-The Tower of the Elephant
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A wilder and more barbaric figure never trod the bridge of a ship, and in this ferocious corsair few of the courtiers of Aquilonia would have recognized their king.
REH-The Hour of the Dragon
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Amalric twisted his yellow mustache to hide a grin. Evidently Conan supposed Yasmela intended to strap on a sword and take part in the actual fighting, as the barbarian women often fought. “The women of the Hyborians do not fight like your...
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As for the girl, she had suffered enough. Better a quick painless sword-stroke than the lingering agony that faced him. Her thirst was temporarily quenched; it was a false mercy to let her suffer until delirium and death brought relief. Slowly he...
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“You had known otherwise, had you spent your youth on the northern frontiers of Cimmeria! Asgard lies to the north, and Vanaheim to the northwest of Cimmeria, and there is continual war along the borders.”
REH-The Phoenix on the Sword
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“Aye, civilized men sell their children as slaves to savages, sometimes. They call your race barbaric, Conan of Cimmeria.” “We do not sell our children,” he growled, his chin jutting truculently.
REH- Shadows in the Moonlight
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Bloodshed and violence and savagery were the natural elements of the life Conan knew; he could not, and would never understand the little things that are so dear to the souls of civilized men and women.
REH-Beyond the Black River
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“Branches too light for spear-hafts, and creepers no thicker than cords,” he remarked, indicating the foliage about the crag. “It won’t hold our weight but there’s strength in union. That’s what the Aquilonian renegades used to tell us...
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“You fool!” he all but whispered. “I think you never saw a man from the West before. Did you deem yourself strong, because you were able to twist the heads off civilized folk, poor weaklings with muscles like rotten string? Hell! Break the...
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“Bring me Tarascus’s head and I’ll make you a baron!” In the stress of his anguish Conan’s veneer of civilization had fallen from him. His eyes flamed, he ground his teeth in fury and blood-lust, as barbaric as any tribesmen in the...
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But Conan was not a son of the East. Its traditions were meaningless to him; he was the product of an utterly alien atmosphere. Hypnotism was not even a myth in Cimmeria. The heritage that prepared a native of the East for submission to the...
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But not all men seek rest and peace; some are born with the spirit of the storm in their blood, restless harbingers of violence and bloodshed, knowing no other path………
REH-A Witch Shall Be Born
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But the horror that paralyzed and destroyed Ascalante roused in the Cimmerian a frenzied fury akin to madness.
REH-The Phoenix on the Sword
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“But the Picts are divided into small clans,” persisted Balthus. “They’ll never unite. We can whip any single clan.” “Or any three or four clans,” admitted the slayer. “But some day a man will rise and unite thirty or forty clans,...
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But they had been products of the cities of men, lacking the wolfish instincts of the barbarian.
REH-Rogues in the House
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“But you are mine. Oh, fool, you have come from the far grey hills of Cimmeria to meet your doom in the forests of Conajohara.”
REH-Beyond the Black River
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Chunder Shan had never seen a man like him; he was not an Easterner, but some barbarian from 18 the West. But his aspect was as untamed and formidable as any of the hairy tribesmen who haunt the hills of Ghulistan.
REH-The People of the Black...
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Conan abandoned all hope of victory and of life. Yelling a command to his gasping captains, he broke away and raced across the plateau to the Khoraja reserves who stood trembling with eagerness. He did not glance toward Yasmela’s pavilion. He had...
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Conan did not at once reply; wild and passionate and untamed he was, yet any but the most brutish of men must be touched with a certain awe or wonder at the baring of a woman’s naked soul.
REH-The Hour of the Dragon
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Conan did not waste time looking for it. Steeps that balked these black people, horsemen and dwellers of plain and level forest, were not impossible for a man born in the rugged hills of Cimmeria.
REH-Jewels of Gwahlur
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Conan glared at him unspeaking, feeling a chill along his spine. Wizards and sorcerers abounded in his barbaric mythology, and any fool could tell that this was no common man.
REH-The Hour of the Dragon
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Conan glared, frozen with repulsion and shaken with nausea. Himself as cleanly elemental as a timber wolf, he was yet not ignorant of the perverse secrets of rotting civilizations.
REH-The Pool of the Black One
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Conan grunted uncertainly; fearless as a wounded tiger as far as human foes were concerned, he had all the superstitious dreads of the primitive.
REH-Rogues in the House
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Conan lay still, enduring the weight of his chains and the despair of his position with the stoicism of the wilds that had bred him. He did not move, because the jangle of his chains, when he shifted his body, sounded startlingly loud in the...
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Conan needed no guide back through the labyrinth they had traversed. His primitive instinct of direction led him unerringly along the route they had come.
REH-Red Nails
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