Book 25. (1 results) Magicians of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
11
271
And thus, betrayed by those who sought advancement in the destruction and dissolution of their own community, abetted by the well-intentioned, the simple-minded, the idealists, the fools, they put themselves at our mercy, at that of another community, one not so foolish, or not so sickened, as theirs.
And thus, betrayed by those who sought advancement in the destruction and dissolution of their own community, abetted by the well-intentioned, the simple-minded, the idealists, the fools, they put themselves at our mercy, at that of another community, one not so foolish, or not so sickened, as theirs.
- (Magicians of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #271)
Book 25. (7 results) Magicians of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
11
268
It was done through the sowing of confusion, the propagation of self-doubt and guilt, all suitably bedizened in the meretricious rhetorics of morality.
11
269
We taught them that evil was good, and good evil, that strength was weakness, and weakness strength, that health was sickness, and sickness health.
11
270
We made them distrust themselves, and taught them to believe that their most basic instincts and elemental insights, the most essential and primitive promptings of their blood, were to be repudiated in favor of self-denial and frustration, in favor of vacuous principles, used by us as weapons against them, in favor of stultifying verbalisms, used to cripple and bleed them, and entrap them in our toils.
11
271
And thus, betrayed by those who sought advancement in the destruction and dissolution of their own community, abetted by the well-intentioned, the simple-minded, the idealists, the fools, they put themselves at our mercy, at that of another community, one not so foolish, or not so sickened, as theirs.
11
272
I saw strong men gladly setting aside their weapons.
11
273
I saw citizens of Ar singing as their gates burned, as they tore down their walls with their own hands.
11
274
That is no honest victory for Cos, won at the walls, at the gates, in the streets.
It was done through the sowing of confusion, the propagation of self-doubt and guilt, all suitably bedizened in the meretricious rhetorics of morality.
We taught them that evil was good, and good evil, that strength was weakness, and weakness strength, that health was sickness, and sickness health.
We made them distrust themselves, and taught them to believe that their most basic instincts and elemental insights, the most essential and primitive promptings of their blood, were to be repudiated in favor of self-denial and frustration, in favor of vacuous principles, used by us as weapons against them, in favor of stultifying verbalisms, used to cripple and bleed them, and entrap them in our toils.
And thus, betrayed by those who sought advancement in the destruction and dissolution of their own community, abetted by the well-intentioned, the simple-minded, the idealists, the fools, they put themselves at our mercy, at that of another community, one not so foolish, or not so sickened, as theirs.
I saw strong men gladly setting aside their weapons.
I saw citizens of Ar singing as their gates burned, as they tore down their walls with their own hands.
That is no honest victory for Cos, won at the walls, at the gates, in the streets.
- (Magicians of Gor, Chapter 11)