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Such men were scions of a culture founded on nature and its fulfillment, not its denial. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #123)

And why do some of them join small caravans, and risk dangerous journeys to far places, or wander dark, unguarded streets, or stroll the high bridges alone, in the bright moonlight? Are they so smug, so sure of themselves, that they do not understand the perils of such things? Do they court the collar? Do they long to be owned, and thrown naked, with a jangle of chain, to the furs of love? I looked about myself, at the men about, the workers, several of them, a mercenary or two, a mariner in his brimless cap. These were Gorean men. Such men wanted women as slaves, and so they had them so. Such men were scions of a culture founded on nature and its fulfillment, not its denial. I wondered if such men knew we yearned for their collars. I thrust such thoughts from my mind! I was of Earth! Goreans were fools! I would escape!. "What is wrong, Master?" inquired Asperiche. - (Smugglers of Gor)