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Book 16. (1 results) Guardsman of Gor (Individual Quote)

What can any journey profit us, if it is ourselves whom we have left behind? "But I speak foolishly, my Master," she said, "for what can such nonsense mean to one such as you, one skilled in the mastery, Gorean in blood and power? How little has your own world prepared you to comprehend such lamentations. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #316)
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18 316 What can any View more quotes about journey">journey profit us, if it is ourselves whom we have left behind? "But I speak foolishly, my Master," she said, "for what can such nonsense mean to one such as you, one skilled in the mastery, Gorean in blood and power? How little has your own world prepared you to comprehend such lamentations.

Book 16. (7 results) Guardsman of Gor (Context Quote)

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18 313 How long my people have been lost.
18 314 How far we have drifted from our own hearts.
18 315 How far we have wandered from home.
18 316 What can any journey profit us, if it is ourselves whom we have left behind? "But I speak foolishly, my Master," she said, "for what can such nonsense mean to one such as you, one skilled in the mastery, Gorean in blood and power? How little has your own world prepared you to comprehend such lamentations.
18 317 How meaningless they must seem to you.
18 318 But suffice it to say that I, who was brought to Gor, and put in a collar, and am an abject slave, am here a thousand times more free than ever I was upon my native world.
18 319 The thousand trammels of my captivity on Earth I have here shed.
How long my people have been lost. How far we have drifted from our own hearts. How far we have wandered from home. What can any journey profit us, if it is ourselves whom we have left behind? "But I speak foolishly, my Master," she said, "for what can such nonsense mean to one such as you, one skilled in the mastery, Gorean in blood and power? How little has your own world prepared you to comprehend such lamentations. How meaningless they must seem to you. But suffice it to say that I, who was brought to Gor, and put in a collar, and am an abject slave, am here a thousand times more free than ever I was upon my native world. The thousand trammels of my captivity on Earth I have here shed. - (Guardsman of Gor)