Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 1 | 903 | He was to be torn then between his nature and his codes, between his passion and his honor. |
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Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 1 | 900 | Neither woman, he then suspected, was a slave! He had been placed in the container with two beautiful free females, and his codes, his honor. |
| 1 | 901 | It seemed likely to him, you see, at that point, that the blonde, too, must be free, perhaps a freed slave. |
| 1 | 902 | The Priest-Kings doubtless counted on this natural surmise. |
| 1 | 903 | He was to be torn then between his nature and his codes, between his passion and his honor. |
| 1 | 904 | Sooner or later, rather as a starving man put in with food, he would feed, and would then in this way betray his codes. |
| 1 | 905 | Then, humiliated, lost to honor, broken as a warrior and man, shamed and degraded, mocked, they might do with him as they pleased, perhaps doing away with him in some grisly, amusing fashion on some holiday, or even turning him loose, if they wished, naked in some wilderness, to live as he could with himself and his dishonor, a dishonor doubtless to be broadcast, from city to city, amongst those of the warrior caste. |
| 1 | 906 | He then, in anger, addressed his question to the brunette, who, for a time, scarcely understood its import. |
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Neither woman, he then suspected, was a slave! He had been placed in the container with two beautiful free females, and his codes, his honor.
It seemed likely to him, you see, at that point, that the blonde, too, must be free, perhaps a freed slave.
The Priest-Kings doubtless counted on this natural surmise.
He was to be torn then between his nature and his codes, between his passion and his honor.
Sooner or later, rather as a starving man put in with food, he would feed, and would then in this way betray his codes.
Then, humiliated, lost to honor, broken as a warrior and man, shamed and degraded, mocked, they might do with him as they pleased, perhaps doing away with him in some grisly, amusing fashion on some holiday, or even turning him loose, if they wished, naked in some wilderness, to live as he could with himself and his dishonor, a dishonor doubtless to be broadcast, from city to city, amongst those of the warrior caste.
He then, in anger, addressed his question to the brunette, who, for a time, scarcely understood its import.
- (Kur of Gor, Chapter 1)