Over shadowy spires and gleaming towers lay the ghostly darkness and silence that runs before dawn. - Robert E. Howard

It is the individual mainly which draws me — the struggling, blundering, passionate insect vainly striving against the river of Life and seeking to divert the channel of events to suit himself — breaking his fangs on the iron collar of Fate and sinking into final defeat with the froth of a curse on his lips,

But folk who have tasted of death are only partly alive. In the dark corners of their souls and minds, death still lurks unconquered.

Barbarianism is the natural state of mankind. Civilization is unnatural. It is the whim of circumstance. And barbarianism must ultimately triumph