Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 11 | 158 | "How can I View more quotes about ever">ever thank you?" he cried, stepping back, holding me, proudly, looking at me. |
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Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 11 | 155 | I struggled for breath, clutching the four poems. |
| 11 | 156 | I speculated that this must be much like the grip of the dreaded, constricting hith. |
| 11 | 157 | Surely that, capable of pulverizing a fellow, crushing his bones and popping him like a grape, could scarcely be worse. |
| 11 | 158 | "How can I ever thank you?" he cried, stepping back, holding me, proudly, looking at me. |
| 11 | 159 | "Between friends," I said, "thanks are neither needed, nor possible". |
| 11 | 160 | "You, too, are overcome with emotion!" he cried, sympathetically. |
| 11 | 161 | "I am trying to breathe," I told him. |
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I struggled for breath, clutching the four poems.
I speculated that this must be much like the grip of the dreaded, constricting hith.
Surely that, capable of pulverizing a fellow, crushing his bones and popping him like a grape, could scarcely be worse.
"How can I ever thank you?" he cried, stepping back, holding me, proudly, looking at me.
"Between friends," I said, "thanks are neither needed, nor possible".
"You, too, are overcome with emotion!" he cried, sympathetically.
"I am trying to breathe," I told him.
- (Mercenaries of Gor)