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Book 13. (1 results) Explorers of Gor (Individual Quote)

Perhaps these things are your truth, your truth. - (Explorers of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #298)
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Book 13. (7 results) Explorers of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 295 "Beneath the glaciers of your ice, the brittleness of those preposterous defenses you insist upon," I said, "are churning, searing subterranean lakes, the delicate, apprehensive magma of latent worlds, ready to burst forth, are you truly unaware of them, these undisclosed, molten, searing seas, these ready, steaming tides of scarlet need, these other worlds, these islands and fiery shores, these torrid countries and continents of passion, these living, impatient, secret worlds, worlds of seething, roiling desires which once tapped can never be diminished or curbed, tropics and volcanoes which once discovered can never again be concealed or denied".
13 296 "I deny them! I deny them! I deny them!" she cried.
13 297 "But they do not listen, do they? Perhaps you are not like the women you want to be? Perhaps you are less or more.
13 298 Perhaps these things are your truth, your truth.
13 299 Perhaps they will claim you, and you can do nothing about them.
13 300 Perhaps they are you, and you are theirs".
13 301 "No, please!" she wept.
"Beneath the glaciers of your ice, the brittleness of those preposterous defenses you insist upon," I said, "are churning, searing subterranean lakes, the delicate, apprehensive magma of latent worlds, ready to burst forth, are you truly unaware of them, these undisclosed, molten, searing seas, these ready, steaming tides of scarlet need, these other worlds, these islands and fiery shores, these torrid countries and continents of passion, these living, impatient, secret worlds, worlds of seething, roiling desires which once tapped can never be diminished or curbed, tropics and volcanoes which once discovered can never again be concealed or denied". "I deny them! I deny them! I deny them!" she cried. "But they do not listen, do they? Perhaps you are not like the women you want to be? Perhaps you are less or more. Perhaps these things are your truth, your truth. Perhaps they will claim you, and you can do nothing about them. Perhaps they are you, and you are theirs". "No, please!" she wept. - (Explorers of Gor)