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Book 2. (7 results) Outlaw of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
3 134 I made no move to defend myself.
3 135 Somehow I knew Zosk would not strike.
3 136 He struggled with himself, his simple wide face twisted in agony, his eyes tortured.
3 137 "May the priest-kings forgive me!" he cried.
3 138 He threw down the ax, which rang on the stones of the road to Ko-ro-ba.
3 139 Zosk sank down and sat cross-legged in the road, his gigantic frame shaken with sobs, his massive head buried in his hands, his thick, guttural voice moaning with distress.
3 140 At such a time a man may not be spoken to, for according to the Gorean way of thinking pity humiliates both he who pities and he who is pitied.
I made no move to defend myself. Somehow I knew Zosk would not strike. He struggled with himself, his simple wide face twisted in agony, his eyes tortured. "May the priest-kings forgive me!" he cried. He threw down the ax, which rang on the stones of the road to Ko-ro-ba. Zosk sank down and sat cross-legged in the road, his gigantic frame shaken with sobs, his massive head buried in his hands, his thick, guttural voice moaning with distress. At such a time a man may not be spoken to, for according to the Gorean way of thinking pity humiliates both he who pities and he who is pitied. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter )