Book 22. (1 results) Dancer of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 1 | 12 | Could I be so weak and View more quotes about terrible">terrible? Could I be truly so different from others? Surely there could be no one in the world so degraded, so shameful and terrible as myself. |
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Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 1 | 9 | I repudiated them, again and again, but to no avail. |
| 1 | 10 | They returned, ever again, mercilessly, horrifying me, taunting and mocking me, stripping me in the darkness of my bed of my pretenses and lies. |
| 1 | 11 | I squirmed and thrashed in my bed, twisting and weeping, pounding it with my fists, crying out, "No! No!" Then I would put my head fearfully on my pillow, dampened with meaningless, rebellious tears. |
| 1 | 12 | Could I be so weak and terrible? Could I be truly so different from others? Surely there could be no one in the world so degraded, so shameful and terrible as myself. |
| 1 | 13 | Then one night I rose from bed and went to the vanity and lit the small candle there. |
| 1 | 14 | I had bought this candle weeks before, probably because deep within me, within my deepest self, in my anguished mind, in my tortured breast and heart, I knew this night would come. |
| 1 | 15 | I lit the small candle. |
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I repudiated them, again and again, but to no avail.
They returned, ever again, mercilessly, horrifying me, taunting and mocking me, stripping me in the darkness of my bed of my pretenses and lies.
I squirmed and thrashed in my bed, twisting and weeping, pounding it with my fists, crying out, "No! No!" Then I would put my head fearfully on my pillow, dampened with meaningless, rebellious tears.
Could I be so weak and terrible? Could I be truly so different from others? Surely there could be no one in the world so degraded, so shameful and terrible as myself.
Then one night I rose from bed and went to the vanity and lit the small candle there.
I had bought this candle weeks before, probably because deep within me, within my deepest self, in my anguished mind, in my tortured breast and heart, I knew this night would come.
I lit the small candle.
- (Dancer of Gor)