This you can trust.

Fire and wind come from the sky, from the gods of the sky, but Crom is your god. Crom, and he lives in the earth. Once giants lived in the earth, Conan, and in the darkness of chaos, they fooled Crom, and they took from him the enigma of steel. Crom was angered, and the earth shook, and fire and wind struck down these giants, and they threw their bodies into the waters. But in their rage, the gods forgot the secret of steel and left it on the battlefield, and we who found it, are just men, not gods, not giants, just men. And the secret of steel has always carried with it a mystery. You must learn its riddle, Conan, you must learn its discipline, for no one, no one in this world can you trust, not men, not women, not beasts... This you can trust. (tratto da Conan The Barbarian)

E alla fine il padre di Conan mostra l'acciaio al figlio... This you can trust... in questo puoi credere... nell'acciaio, in qualcosa di concreto, che stringi, che sfiori, che genera dolore ma che ti difende anche... in questo puoi credere: ora mi spiego perchè il mio Maestro aveva una copia di questo film in casa sua, fra libri di filosofia, di psicologia e di psichedelia. Spesso ci sono modi più immediati di dire le cose, parlando al cuore senza farsene accorgere.