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Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)

At such a time as this Goreans do not sing nor speak. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #27)
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1 27 At such a View more quotes about time">time as this Goreans do not sing nor speak.

Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)

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1 24 And even Kuurus, of the Caste of Assassins, knew that a city cannot die while its Home Stone survives.
1 25 Kuurus, who would think little of men on the whole, yet could not despise such men as these, these of Ko-ro-ba.
1 26 The procession did not chant, nor sing, for this was not a time for such things, nor did it carry boughs of Ka-la-na, nor were the sounds of the sista or tambor heard in the sunlight that morning.
1 27 At such a time as this Goreans do not sing nor speak.
1 28 They are silent, for at such a time words mean nothing, and would demean or insult; in such a time there can be for Goreans only silence, memory and fire.
1 29 The procession was led by four Warriors, who supported on their shoulders a framework of crossed spears, lashed together, on which, wrapped in the scarlet leather of a tarnsman, lay the body.
1 30 Kuurus watched, unmoved, as the four Warriors carried their scarlet burden to the height of the huge, sweet-smelling, oil-impregnated pyre.
And even Kuurus, of the Caste of Assassins, knew that a city cannot die while its Home Stone survives. Kuurus, who would think little of men on the whole, yet could not despise such men as these, these of Ko-ro-ba. The procession did not chant, nor sing, for this was not a time for such things, nor did it carry boughs of Ka-la-na, nor were the sounds of the sista or tambor heard in the sunlight that morning. At such a time as this Goreans do not sing nor speak. They are silent, for at such a time words mean nothing, and would demean or insult; in such a time there can be for Goreans only silence, memory and fire. The procession was led by four Warriors, who supported on their shoulders a framework of crossed spears, lashed together, on which, wrapped in the scarlet leather of a tarnsman, lay the body. Kuurus watched, unmoved, as the four Warriors carried their scarlet burden to the height of the huge, sweet-smelling, oil-impregnated pyre. - (Assassin of Gor)