Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 17 | 46 | There would be no time for them, no time for seeing, or feeling, or touching, or loving or finding out what it might be to be alive. |
| 17 | 47 | Clouds would be strangers to them; rain an inconvenience; snow a nuisance; a tree an anachronism; a flower an oddity, cut and frozen in a florist's refrigerator. |
| 17 | 48 | These were the men without meaning, so full and so empty, so crowded, so desolate, so busy, so needlessly occupied. |
| 17 | 49 | These were the gray men, the hurrying men, the efficient, smug, tragic insects, noiseless on soft feet, in the billion iron hills of technology. |
| 17 | 50 | How few of them gazed ever on the stars. |
| 17 | 51 | Is grandeur so fearful that men must shield themselves with pettiness from its glory; do they not understand that in themselves, and in perhaps a thousand other intelligences, reality has opened its eyes upon its own immensity; do they shut their eyes lest they see gods? We could see now a glimmer of light on the peak of the Torvaldsberg. |
| 17 | 52 | I wondered how many men would die. |
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There would be no time for them, no time for seeing, or feeling, or touching, or loving or finding out what it might be to be alive.
Clouds would be strangers to them; rain an inconvenience; snow a nuisance; a tree an anachronism; a flower an oddity, cut and frozen in a florist's refrigerator.
These were the men without meaning, so full and so empty, so crowded, so desolate, so busy, so needlessly occupied.
These were the gray men, the hurrying men, the efficient, smug, tragic insects, noiseless on soft feet, in the billion iron hills of technology.
How few of them gazed ever on the stars.
Is grandeur so fearful that men must shield themselves with pettiness from its glory; do they not understand that in themselves, and in perhaps a thousand other intelligences, reality has opened its eyes upon its own immensity; do they shut their eyes lest they see gods? We could see now a glimmer of light on the peak of the Torvaldsberg.
I wondered how many men would die.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter )