I cannot believe in a paradise Glorious, undefiled, For gates all scrolled and streets of gold Are tales for a dreaming child. I am too lost for shame That it moves me unto mirth, But I can vision a Hell of flame For I have lived on earth.

It may sound fantastic to link the term 'realism' with Conan; but as a matter of fact - his supernatural adventures aside - he is the most realistic character …

'Who are you?' I asked the phantom, 'I am rest from Hate and Pride. 'I am friend to king and beggar, 'I am Alpha and Omega, 'I was councilor to Hagar 'But men …

It seems to me that many writers, by virtue of environments of culture, art and education, slip into writing because of their environments. I became a writer i…

For in order to avoid having to deal with relative values, he had long since come to deny all purpose to the phenomenon of existence - it was more expedient an…

Is there not a sort of remorse that precedes sin? Was it remorse at the very fact that I existed?

Life may have no meaning -- or even worse, it may have a meaning of which I disapprove.