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If I could but reach it! With all my strength I moved towards it—an inch—and then another inch—my fingers stretched, my arms and back aching, until in another inch I might have grasped it and then, to my horror, as I reached in agony for the vine, it rustled and lifted itself just beyond my reach. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #10)

"Some men," said Saphrar, "those who do not struggle—have lived for as much as three hours—long enough in some cases to see their own bones". I saw one of the vines hanging near me. My heart leaped wildly at this chance. If I could but reach it! With all my strength I moved towards it—an inch—and then another inch—my fingers stretched, my arms and back aching, until in another inch I might have grasped it and then, to my horror, as I reached in agony for the vine, it rustled and lifted itself just beyond my reach. I moved toward it again, and again it did this. I howled with rage. I was going to try again when I saw the slave I had noticed earlier watching me, his hands on certain of the levers in the panel on the curving wall. - (Nomads of Gor)