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Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)

Tired of this strange business, I set the envelope aside and turned my attention to the chili, which was now bubbling over the small campfire. - (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #109)
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1 109 Tired of this strange View more quotes about business">business, I set the envelope aside and turned my attention to the chili, which was now bubbling over the small campfire.

Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)

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1 106 It, too, like the lettering, seemed a part of the metal, yet its ridges and lineaments were exceedingly delicate.
1 107 At last I was confident that it was a part of the envelope.
1 108 I pressed it with my finger; nothing happened.
1 109 Tired of this strange business, I set the envelope aside and turned my attention to the chili, which was now bubbling over the small campfire.
1 110 After I had eaten, I removed my boots and coat and crawled into the sleeping bag.
1 111 I lay there beside the dying fire, looking up at the branch-lined sky and the mineral glory of the unconscious universe.
1 112 I lay awake for a long time, feeling alone, yet not alone, as one sometimes does in the wilderness, feeling as if one were the only living object on the planet and as if the closest things to one—one's fate and destiny perhaps—lay outside our small world, somewhere in the remote, alien pastures of the stars.
It, too, like the lettering, seemed a part of the metal, yet its ridges and lineaments were exceedingly delicate. At last I was confident that it was a part of the envelope. I pressed it with my finger; nothing happened. Tired of this strange business, I set the envelope aside and turned my attention to the chili, which was now bubbling over the small campfire. After I had eaten, I removed my boots and coat and crawled into the sleeping bag. I lay there beside the dying fire, looking up at the branch-lined sky and the mineral glory of the unconscious universe. I lay awake for a long time, feeling alone, yet not alone, as one sometimes does in the wilderness, feeling as if one were the only living object on the planet and as if the closest things to one—one's fate and destiny perhaps—lay outside our small world, somewhere in the remote, alien pastures of the stars. - (Tarnsman of Gor)