When a Cimmerian feels thirst, it is a thirst for blood. When he feels cold, it is the cold edge of steel. For the courage of a Cimmerian is tempered: he neither fears death... nor rushes foolishly to meet it. To be a Cimmerian warrior, you must have both cunning and balance as well as speed and strength.
[Corin has just put an egg in each of the student's mouths, except Young Conan's, in preparation for a test] The first to circle the hills and return, the egg unbroken, earns the right to fight with the warriors. [Sends the students on the way as a Young Conan is looking disappointed] Oh, by Crom, boy. What are you waiting for? [Gives Young Conan an egg as he rushes on his way]
[Forging a sword with Young Conan] The sword we make will be yours one day. But before you wield the sword, you must first understand it.