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Book 36. (1 results) Avengers of Gor (Individual Quote)

His hair was blond, long, and uncombed, his beard poorly cut, his clothing little more than a wrapping of rags. - (Avengers of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #19)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
1 19 His hair was blond, long, and uncombed, his beard poorly cut, his clothing little more than a wrapping of rags.

Book 36. (7 results) Avengers of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
1 16 One who speaks freely, unthreatened, of his own will, with no obvious motivation to lie, is more likely to tell the truth, even in its miserable plenty, than one intimidated, or one seeking profit by means of its distortion or concealment.
1 17 "A sudden disruption in the crust of the earth," I suggested, "a spillage of fire from ovens or hearths, uncontrolled, sweeping even to the pomerium, eating away the palisade with red teeth?" We were within the blackened shell of what had once been a hut, a simple village dwelling.
1 18 I could see my interlocutor, he now crouching, in the light of the yellow moon.
1 19 His hair was blond, long, and uncombed, his beard poorly cut, his clothing little more than a wrapping of rags.
1 20 I thought him weak, exhausted, and possibly starving, though such things may be easily feigned.
1 21 Things are not always as they seem.
1 22 That is well known.
One who speaks freely, unthreatened, of his own will, with no obvious motivation to lie, is more likely to tell the truth, even in its miserable plenty, than one intimidated, or one seeking profit by means of its distortion or concealment. "A sudden disruption in the crust of the earth," I suggested, "a spillage of fire from ovens or hearths, uncontrolled, sweeping even to the pomerium, eating away the palisade with red teeth?" We were within the blackened shell of what had once been a hut, a simple village dwelling. I could see my interlocutor, he now crouching, in the light of the yellow moon. His hair was blond, long, and uncombed, his beard poorly cut, his clothing little more than a wrapping of rags. I thought him weak, exhausted, and possibly starving, though such things may be easily feigned. Things are not always as they seem. That is well known. - (Avengers of Gor, Chapter 1)