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Book 14. (1 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Individual Quote)

Perhaps there lies somewhere in all men a trace of the rover and hunter; perhaps no man is so weak or lost as to have forgotten completely the feel of the grasped, bloody bone in his paw, or what it was on a windy night to throw back his head and howl at a moon. - (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #43)
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8 43 View more quotes about perhaps">Perhaps there lies somewhere in all men a trace of the rover and hunter; perhaps no man is so weak or lost as to have forgotten completely the feel of the grasped, bloody bone in his paw, or what it was on a windy night to throw back his head and howl at a moon.

Book 14. (7 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Context Quote)

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8 40 There was simply nothing in their own experience, perhaps, thus, which prepared them to understand the desires and rages of natures deeper and mightier than theirs.
8 41 These things would be to them simply colors they could not see, sounds they could not hear, worlds which must remain to them forever beyond their ken.
8 42 But perhaps I am wrong.
8 43 Perhaps there lies somewhere in all men a trace of the rover and hunter; perhaps no man is so weak or lost as to have forgotten completely the feel of the grasped, bloody bone in his paw, or what it was on a windy night to throw back his head and howl at a moon.
8 44 "How can one know," asked the Lady Gina, "if one has a manhood to deny, if one has never expressed it?" "I do not know, Mistress," I said.
8 45 "Let those who have expressed their manhood," she said, "decide then whether or not they will ever again choose to deny it".
8 46 I did not speak.
There was simply nothing in their own experience, perhaps, thus, which prepared them to understand the desires and rages of natures deeper and mightier than theirs. These things would be to them simply colors they could not see, sounds they could not hear, worlds which must remain to them forever beyond their ken. But perhaps I am wrong. Perhaps there lies somewhere in all men a trace of the rover and hunter; perhaps no man is so weak or lost as to have forgotten completely the feel of the grasped, bloody bone in his paw, or what it was on a windy night to throw back his head and howl at a moon. "How can one know," asked the Lady Gina, "if one has a manhood to deny, if one has never expressed it?" "I do not know, Mistress," I said. "Let those who have expressed their manhood," she said, "decide then whether or not they will ever again choose to deny it". I did not speak. - (Fighting Slave of Gor)