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Book 14. (1 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Individual Quote)

There was simply nothing in their own experience, perhaps, thus, which prepared them to understand the desires and rages of natures deeper and mightier than theirs. - (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #40)
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8 40 There was simply nothing in their own experience, perhaps, thus, which prepared them to understand the desires and rages of natures deeper and mightier than theirs.

Book 14. (7 results) Fighting Slave of Gor (Context Quote)

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8 37 It would surely be easiest for them to pretend to expertise in its denial.
8 38 Some males, I supposed, incredibly enough, did not feel strong urges and powerful appetites.
8 39 There was nothing in their own experience, perhaps, which prepared them to understand drives, and desires and rages which might terrify them.
8 40 There was simply nothing in their own experience, perhaps, thus, which prepared them to understand the desires and rages of natures deeper and mightier than theirs.
8 41 These things would be to them simply colors they could not see, sounds they could not hear, worlds which must remain to them forever beyond their ken.
8 42 But perhaps I am wrong.
8 43 Perhaps there lies somewhere in all men a trace of the rover and hunter; perhaps no man is so weak or lost as to have forgotten completely the feel of the grasped, bloody bone in his paw, or what it was on a windy night to throw back his head and howl at a moon.
It would surely be easiest for them to pretend to expertise in its denial. Some males, I supposed, incredibly enough, did not feel strong urges and powerful appetites. There was nothing in their own experience, perhaps, which prepared them to understand drives, and desires and rages which might terrify them. There was simply nothing in their own experience, perhaps, thus, which prepared them to understand the desires and rages of natures deeper and mightier than theirs. These things would be to them simply colors they could not see, sounds they could not hear, worlds which must remain to them forever beyond their ken. But perhaps I am wrong. Perhaps there lies somewhere in all men a trace of the rover and hunter; perhaps no man is so weak or lost as to have forgotten completely the feel of the grasped, bloody bone in his paw, or what it was on a windy night to throw back his head and howl at a moon. - (Fighting Slave of Gor, Chapter 8)