Book 10. (1 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 13 | 387 | A man, I felt, could know a kur, but Priest-Kings, I suspected, could only know about a kur. |
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Book 10. (7 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 13 | 384 | It has little interest in conflict; its military posture is almost invariably defensive; it asks little more than to be left alone. |
| 13 | 385 | I did not know if Priest-Kings, with all their brilliance, and all their great stores of knowledge on their scent-tapes, had a glandular and neurological system with which the motivations and nature of kurii could be understood. |
| 13 | 386 | The true nature of the kurii might elude them, almost physiologically, like a menacing color they could not see, a terrible sound to which their sensors were almost inert. |
| 13 | 387 | A man, I felt, could know a kur, but Priest-Kings, I suspected, could only know about a kur. |
| 13 | 388 | They could know about them, but they could not know them. |
| 13 | 389 | To know a kur one must, perhaps, in the moonlight, face it with an ax, smell the musk of its murderous rage, see the eyes, the intelligence, the sinuous, hunched might of it, the blood black at its jaws, hear the blood cry, stand against its charge. |
| 13 | 390 | A creature who had not known hatred, lust and terror, I suspected, would be ill-fitted to understand the kur, or men. |
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It has little interest in conflict; its military posture is almost invariably defensive; it asks little more than to be left alone.
I did not know if Priest-Kings, with all their brilliance, and all their great stores of knowledge on their scent-tapes, had a glandular and neurological system with which the motivations and nature of kurii could be understood.
The true nature of the kurii might elude them, almost physiologically, like a menacing color they could not see, a terrible sound to which their sensors were almost inert.
A man, I felt, could know a kur, but Priest-Kings, I suspected, could only know about a kur.
They could know about them, but they could not know them.
To know a kur one must, perhaps, in the moonlight, face it with an ax, smell the musk of its murderous rage, see the eyes, the intelligence, the sinuous, hunched might of it, the blood black at its jaws, hear the blood cry, stand against its charge.
A creature who had not known hatred, lust and terror, I suspected, would be ill-fitted to understand the kur, or men.
- (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 13)