Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 19 | 355 | "May I now continue?" he View more quotes about asked">asked. |
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Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 19 | 352 | "How simple you are, dear friend! How little you know of poetry! The length is deliberate, of course, constituting an implicit allegory of interminability, manifesting and conveying in no uncertain manner, but in one which perhaps you have not as yet fully grasped, the withering tedium of the bureaucratic assault on the spirit and senses of man!" "Oh," I said. |
| 19 | 353 | "Too, similarly pungent and subtle is the recurrent emphasis on the expression 'lines', which, on a level and in a dimension to which I have hopes you may yet attain, forcefully enunciates and clarifies not only the concept but more significantly the emotional significance of lines, those inevitable attributes, attaining in themselves an almost symbolic grandeur, of the perfidious bureaucratic infection". |
| 19 | 354 | "I see," I said. |
| 19 | 355 | "May I now continue?" he asked. |
| 19 | 356 | "Please, do," I said. |
| 19 | 357 | I was so overawed by Hurtha's exposition that the so-called Philebus might then have slipped away unnoticed, but when I checked he had not done so. |
| 19 | 358 | He did not wish to lose his place in line, it seemed. |
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"How simple you are, dear friend! How little you know of poetry! The length is deliberate, of course, constituting an implicit allegory of interminability, manifesting and conveying in no uncertain manner, but in one which perhaps you have not as yet fully grasped, the withering tedium of the bureaucratic assault on the spirit and senses of man!" "Oh," I said.
"Too, similarly pungent and subtle is the recurrent emphasis on the expression 'lines', which, on a level and in a dimension to which I have hopes you may yet attain, forcefully enunciates and clarifies not only the concept but more significantly the emotional significance of lines, those inevitable attributes, attaining in themselves an almost symbolic grandeur, of the perfidious bureaucratic infection".
"I see," I said.
"May I now continue?" he asked.
"Please, do," I said.
I was so overawed by Hurtha's exposition that the so-called Philebus might then have slipped away unnoticed, but when I checked he had not done so.
He did not wish to lose his place in line, it seemed.
- (Mercenaries of Gor)