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Book 21. (1 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Individual Quote)

"Might he not ascend the throne?" "Unthinkable," said the man. - (Mercenaries of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #138)
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21 138 "View more quotes about might">Might he not ascend the throne?" "Unthinkable," said the man.

Book 21. (7 results) Mercenaries of Gor (Context Quote)

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21 135 If he had flaws as a regent presumably they might be due to his lack of information, or perhaps to a certain unwarranted optimism, or untutored innocence or naivety.
21 136 Such things are not uncommon amongst idealists, so tender and thoughtful, so loving and trusting, prisoners of verbalisms, dazzled by inventions and dreams, projecting their own benevolence unto the larl and the forests, skeptical of reality, construing the world in the metaphor of the flower.
21 137 What consolation is it for others if they should eventually discover that they live in a world of facts, if disillusioned they should eventually recognize their errors, living to see the harvests of their own foolishness, living to see their civilization split asunder, to see their world fall bleeding under the knives of power and reality? "What of Seremides, the high general?" I asked.
21 138 "Might he not ascend the throne?" "Unthinkable," said the man.
21 139 "He is as loyal as the stones of the Central Cylinder itself".
21 140 "I see," I said.
21 141 My question had not been prompted, of course, merely by the obvious consideration that the ubar's cloak might seem an attractive prize to a strong, ambitious man, but by the sober understanding that Ar was in a situation of crisis, whether she knew it or not.
If he had flaws as a regent presumably they might be due to his lack of information, or perhaps to a certain unwarranted optimism, or untutored innocence or naivety. Such things are not uncommon amongst idealists, so tender and thoughtful, so loving and trusting, prisoners of verbalisms, dazzled by inventions and dreams, projecting their own benevolence unto the larl and the forests, skeptical of reality, construing the world in the metaphor of the flower. What consolation is it for others if they should eventually discover that they live in a world of facts, if disillusioned they should eventually recognize their errors, living to see the harvests of their own foolishness, living to see their civilization split asunder, to see their world fall bleeding under the knives of power and reality? "What of Seremides, the high general?" I asked. "Might he not ascend the throne?" "Unthinkable," said the man. "He is as loyal as the stones of the Central Cylinder itself". "I see," I said. My question had not been prompted, of course, merely by the obvious consideration that the ubar's cloak might seem an attractive prize to a strong, ambitious man, but by the sober understanding that Ar was in a situation of crisis, whether she knew it or not. - (Mercenaries of Gor)