Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | 190 | How shameless, how meaningless, how terrible, how worthless she was, that girl in the mirror, that writhing, astounding, uncontrollably sensuous little bitch! She continued to dance. |
| 1 | 191 | I saw that she was worthless indeed, worth less than the dirt beneath the feet of gods, but that, too, in her way, she possessed incredible riches and power, in her beauty and femaleness, and in her dance. |
| 1 | 192 | In the sense in which a free person was priceless, she was worthless, but, too, in her way, I could see that she would have value, value as a pair of boots might have value or a dog. |
| 1 | 193 | She was the sort of person who would have a finite, measurable value. |
| 1 | 194 | She was the sort of woman on whom a fair price could be put. |
| 1 | 195 | I collapsed to the rug, naked. |
| 1 | 196 | I felt its coarse nap on my thigh and side. |
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How shameless, how meaningless, how terrible, how worthless she was, that girl in the mirror, that writhing, astounding, uncontrollably sensuous little bitch! She continued to dance.
I saw that she was worthless indeed, worth less than the dirt beneath the feet of gods, but that, too, in her way, she possessed incredible riches and power, in her beauty and femaleness, and in her dance.
In the sense in which a free person was priceless, she was worthless, but, too, in her way, I could see that she would have value, value as a pair of boots might have value or a dog.
She was the sort of person who would have a finite, measurable value.
She was the sort of woman on whom a fair price could be put.
I collapsed to the rug, naked.
I felt its coarse nap on my thigh and side.
- (Dancer of Gor, Chapter )