Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
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627
In such a small thing as these knots I was again reminded of the central differences in sex and personality that divide human beings, differences expressed in thousands of subtleties, many of which are often overlooked, as in the way a piece of cloth might be folded, a letter formed, a color remembered, a phrase turned.
In such a small thing as these knots I was again reminded of the central differences in sex and personality that divide human beings, differences expressed in thousands of subtleties, many of which are often overlooked, as in the way a piece of cloth might be folded, a letter formed, a color remembered, a phrase turned.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #627)
Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
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624
I examined her knot, which I had tied about the handle of one of the chests near the wall.
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625
It is perhaps surprising, but I think there would have been little difficulty telling which knot had been tied by a man and which by a woman; moreover, though this was much subtler, Elizabeth's knot did, in its way, remind me of her.
5
626
It was intelligent, intricate, rather aesthetically done and, here and there, in little bendings and loopings, playful.
5
627
In such a small thing as these knots I was again reminded of the central differences in sex and personality that divide human beings, differences expressed in thousands of subtleties, many of which are often overlooked, as in the way a piece of cloth might be folded, a letter formed, a color remembered, a phrase turned.
5
628
In all things, it seemed to me, we manifest ourselves, each differently.
5
629
"You might check this knot," said Elizabeth.
5
630
I went over to her knot and she went over to mine, and each began, carefully, movement by movement, to check the other's knot.
I examined her knot, which I had tied about the handle of one of the chests near the wall.
It is perhaps surprising, but I think there would have been little difficulty telling which knot had been tied by a man and which by a woman; moreover, though this was much subtler, Elizabeth's knot did, in its way, remind me of her.
It was intelligent, intricate, rather aesthetically done and, here and there, in little bendings and loopings, playful.
In such a small thing as these knots I was again reminded of the central differences in sex and personality that divide human beings, differences expressed in thousands of subtleties, many of which are often overlooked, as in the way a piece of cloth might be folded, a letter formed, a color remembered, a phrase turned.
In all things, it seemed to me, we manifest ourselves, each differently.
"You might check this knot," said Elizabeth.
I went over to her knot and she went over to mine, and each began, carefully, movement by movement, to check the other's knot.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 5)