“I have known many gods. He who denies them is as blind as he who trusts
them too deeply. I seek not beyond death. It may be the blackness
averred by the Nemedian skeptics, or Crom's realm of ice and cloud, or
the snowy plains and vaulted halls of the Nordheimer's Valhalla. I know
not, nor do I care. Let me live deep while I live; let me know the rich
juices of red meat and stinging wine on my palate, the hot embrace of
white arms, the mad exultation of battle when the blue blades flame and
crimson, and I am content. Let teachers and philosophers brood over
questions of reality and illusion. I know this: if life is illusion,
then I am no less an illusion, and being thus, the illusion is real to
me. I live, I burn with life, I love, I slay, and am content.”
―
Robert E. Howard (Conan)
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