Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Quote
21
135
If he had flaws as a regent presumably they might be due to his lack of information, or perhaps to a certain unwarranted optimism, or untutored innocence or naivety.
If he had flaws as a regent presumably they might be due to his lack of information, or perhaps to a certain unwarranted optimism, or untutored innocence or naivety.
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #135)
Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)
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Quote
21
132
"Of course," said the fellow.
21
133
That answer was reassuring to me.
21
134
This Gnieus Lelius, if truly interested in the welfare of Ar, must act.
21
135
If he had flaws as a regent presumably they might be due to his lack of information, or perhaps to a certain unwarranted optimism, or untutored innocence or naivety.
21
136
Such things are not uncommon amongst idealists, so tender and thoughtful, so loving and trusting, prisoners of verbalisms, dazzled by inventions and dreams, projecting their own benevolence unto the larl and the forests, skeptical of reality, construing the world in the metaphor of the flower.
21
137
What consolation is it for others if they should eventually discover that they live in a world of facts, if disillusioned they should eventually recognize their errors, living to see the harvests of their own foolishness, living to see their civilization split asunder, to see their world fall bleeding under the knives of power and reality? "What of Seremides, the high general?" I asked.
21
138
"Might he not ascend the throne?" "Unthinkable," said the man.
"Of course," said the fellow.
That answer was reassuring to me.
This Gnieus Lelius, if truly interested in the welfare of Ar, must act.
If he had flaws as a regent presumably they might be due to his lack of information, or perhaps to a certain unwarranted optimism, or untutored innocence or naivety.
Such things are not uncommon amongst idealists, so tender and thoughtful, so loving and trusting, prisoners of verbalisms, dazzled by inventions and dreams, projecting their own benevolence unto the larl and the forests, skeptical of reality, construing the world in the metaphor of the flower.
What consolation is it for others if they should eventually discover that they live in a world of facts, if disillusioned they should eventually recognize their errors, living to see the harvests of their own foolishness, living to see their civilization split asunder, to see their world fall bleeding under the knives of power and reality? "What of Seremides, the high general?" I asked.
"Might he not ascend the throne?" "Unthinkable," said the man.
- (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 21)