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Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)

I had not conquered a mountain; the mountain, when I had paid its price, that I might understand the value of the gift, had lifted me to where I might see how insignificant I was and how beautiful and precious was reality and life, and the sun on a bleak, cold land. - (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #323)
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15 323 I had not conquered a mountain; the mountain, when I had View more quotes about paid">paid its price, that I might understand the value of the gift, had lifted me to where I might see how insignificant I was and how beautiful and precious was reality and life, and the sun on a bleak, cold land.

Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)

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15 320 I have climbed it, I thought.
15 321 And I am here.
15 322 There had been danger, there had been the struggle, the challenge, and then, here, suddenly, torturously purchased, humbling me, exalting me, was a victory which I felt was not mine so much as that of a world, that of vision, that of beauty.
15 323 I had not conquered a mountain; the mountain, when I had paid its price, that I might understand the value of the gift, had lifted me to where I might see how insignificant I was and how beautiful and precious was reality and life, and the sun on a bleak, cold land.
15 324 Ivar stood beside me, not speaking.
15 325 "You were here once," I said, "as a boy".
15 326 "Yes," said Ivar.
I have climbed it, I thought. And I am here. There had been danger, there had been the struggle, the challenge, and then, here, suddenly, torturously purchased, humbling me, exalting me, was a victory which I felt was not mine so much as that of a world, that of vision, that of beauty. I had not conquered a mountain; the mountain, when I had paid its price, that I might understand the value of the gift, had lifted me to where I might see how insignificant I was and how beautiful and precious was reality and life, and the sun on a bleak, cold land. Ivar stood beside me, not speaking. "You were here once," I said, "as a boy". "Yes," said Ivar. - (Marauders of Gor)