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Are we not the same? Are we not identicals? Or, perhaps better, I thought, are we not supposed to pretend to be the same, to feign being identicals? But we are not, of course, actually, I thought, the same; we are not identicals truly; the thought that we were was absurd; we were very different sorts of beings. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #315)

They were using the handles of their cups, I noted. And, too, of course, they were sitting at the table. Why should they be sitting, and I kneeling, I asked myself. Are we not the same? Are we not identicals? Or, perhaps better, I thought, are we not supposed to pretend to be the same, to feign being identicals? But we are not, of course, actually, I thought, the same; we are not identicals truly; the thought that we were was absurd; we were very different sorts of beings. I wondered if that could be meaningful. If so, what could it mean? I knelt at their feet, on the tiles, in the towel, seemingly almost forgotten as they chatted. I drank from the cup, holding it as a bowl, as I had been commanded. - (Kajira of Gor)