Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 2 | 3 | I did not ask his name nor he mine. |
| 2 | 4 | I knew his caste, and he knew mine, and it was enough. |
| 2 | 5 | He could not read the manuscript, as it was written in English, a language as foreign to him as Gorean would be to most of you, but yet he would treasure the manuscript and guard it as though it were a most precious possession, for he was a scribe and it is the way of scribes to love the written word and keep it from harm, and if he could not read the manuscript, what did it matter—perhaps someone could someday, and then the words which had kept their secret for so long would at last enkindle the mystery of communication and what had been written would be heard and understood. |
| 2 | 6 | At last I stood before the towering gate of black logs, bound with its wide bands of brass. |
| 2 | 7 | The fair lay behind me and the Sardar before. |
| 2 | 8 | My garments and my shield bore no insignia, for my city had been destroyed. |
| 2 | 9 | I wore my helmet. |
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I did not ask his name nor he mine.
I knew his caste, and he knew mine, and it was enough.
He could not read the manuscript, as it was written in English, a language as foreign to him as Gorean would be to most of you, but yet he would treasure the manuscript and guard it as though it were a most precious possession, for he was a scribe and it is the way of scribes to love the written word and keep it from harm, and if he could not read the manuscript, what did it matter—perhaps someone could someday, and then the words which had kept their secret for so long would at last enkindle the mystery of communication and what had been written would be heard and understood.
At last I stood before the towering gate of black logs, bound with its wide bands of brass.
The fair lay behind me and the Sardar before.
My garments and my shield bore no insignia, for my city had been destroyed.
I wore my helmet.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter )