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Book 10. (1 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Individual Quote)

How should one want more, save perhaps health and honor, and a woman, slave at one's feet? I marched onward again, brushing through feeding zads, once more toward Klima. - (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #513)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
14 513 How should one want more, save perhaps health and honor, and a woman, slave at one's feet? I marched onward again, brushing through feeding zads, once more toward Klima.

Book 10. (7 results) Tribesmen of Gor (Context Quote)

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
14 510 No longer did I object to the salt in my flesh, the heat.
14 511 It was enough that I lived.
14 512 How foolish it seemed then, suddenly, that one should want more.
14 513 How should one want more, save perhaps health and honor, and a woman, slave at one's feet? I marched onward again, brushing through feeding zads, once more toward Klima.
14 514 I hummed to myself a simple tune, a tune I had never forgotten, a warrior tune from the northern city of Ko-ro-ba.
14 515 * * * * Four days later, on a crest, the voice again called "Hold!" and the chain held.
14 516 "Do not kill us! Do not kill us!" screamed a voice.
No longer did I object to the salt in my flesh, the heat. It was enough that I lived. How foolish it seemed then, suddenly, that one should want more. How should one want more, save perhaps health and honor, and a woman, slave at one's feet? I marched onward again, brushing through feeding zads, once more toward Klima. I hummed to myself a simple tune, a tune I had never forgotten, a warrior tune from the northern city of Ko-ro-ba. * * * * Four days later, on a crest, the voice again called "Hold!" and the chain held. "Do not kill us! Do not kill us!" screamed a voice. - (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter 14)