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

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
14 507 I stood straight.
14 508 "March, Slaves!" I heard, and I began again the march, moving first with the left foot, then the right, that the march be uniform, that the chain be carried evenly.
14 509 It was heavier than before, but I carried it lightly, for I was alive.
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.
I stood straight. "March, Slaves!" I heard, and I began again the march, moving first with the left foot, then the right, that the march be uniform, that the chain be carried evenly. It was heavier than before, but I carried it lightly, for I was alive. 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. - (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter )