Book 22. (1 results) Dancer of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 1 | 136 | I View more quotes about looked">looked in the mirror. |
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Book 22. (7 results) Dancer of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 1 | 133 | Did they not belong in some organic whole, in some natural relationship, selected for throughout time and history? The bee's dances betokened an avenue to nectar; the fragrance of the flower, seemingly such a meaningless thing of beauty, called forth, luring the bee to its pollen; the swiftness of the antelope paid tribute to the ferocity and agility of the carnivore, the fangs of the carnivore to the elusiveness of his quarry; at the ends of migrations lay the spawning waters and nesting grounds of species; swarmings brought sexes into proximity; and meaning was given to the trek of the turtle, as it led at last to the sea. |
| 1 | 134 | I considered what might be the answer, the response, in nature, to the needs I felt, if there was one, what might be the nature of the startling organic whole, if it existed, the natural relationship, if there should be such, in which they figured. |
| 1 | 135 | I wondered what might possibly be the complement in nature to these overwhelming, undeniable, persistent things within me, which had so distressed and troubled me, which now so obsessed me, which caused me such anguish, these irresistible calls and cries within me, the agonizing needs I felt, and I shuddered. |
| 1 | 136 | I looked in the mirror. |
| 1 | 137 | How brazen she was to see herself in such a garment! I wondered how she might look, so clad, or perhaps in less, to a man. |
| 1 | 138 | Suddenly she seemed small, and beautiful, and so vulnerable, and unutterably desirable. |
| 1 | 139 | I sensed then what might be the nature of the complement in nature to my needs, what might be their flower, their sea, their carnivore, and I stood there terrified, sensing the imperiousness of that complement, its power, its uncompromising ferocity, what it might be to be its object, and knowing that if it existed it would have its way and be absolutely served. |
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Did they not belong in some organic whole, in some natural relationship, selected for throughout time and history? The bee's dances betokened an avenue to nectar; the fragrance of the flower, seemingly such a meaningless thing of beauty, called forth, luring the bee to its pollen; the swiftness of the antelope paid tribute to the ferocity and agility of the carnivore, the fangs of the carnivore to the elusiveness of his quarry; at the ends of migrations lay the spawning waters and nesting grounds of species; swarmings brought sexes into proximity; and meaning was given to the trek of the turtle, as it led at last to the sea.
I considered what might be the answer, the response, in nature, to the needs I felt, if there was one, what might be the nature of the startling organic whole, if it existed, the natural relationship, if there should be such, in which they figured.
I wondered what might possibly be the complement in nature to these overwhelming, undeniable, persistent things within me, which had so distressed and troubled me, which now so obsessed me, which caused me such anguish, these irresistible calls and cries within me, the agonizing needs I felt, and I shuddered.
I looked in the mirror.
How brazen she was to see herself in such a garment! I wondered how she might look, so clad, or perhaps in less, to a man.
Suddenly she seemed small, and beautiful, and so vulnerable, and unutterably desirable.
I sensed then what might be the nature of the complement in nature to my needs, what might be their flower, their sea, their carnivore, and I stood there terrified, sensing the imperiousness of that complement, its power, its uncompromising ferocity, what it might be to be its object, and knowing that if it existed it would have its way and be absolutely served.
- (Dancer of Gor)