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Book 25. (1 results) Magicians of Gor (Individual Quote)

As the hunters of the north, the singers of the ice pack and of the long night have it, "No one knows from whence songs come". - (Magicians of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #171)
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8 171 As the View more quotes about hunters">hunters of the north, the singers of the ice pack and of the long night have it, "No one knows from whence songs come".

Book 25. (7 results) Magicians of Gor (Context Quote)

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8 168 The rationale for this seems to be a conviction that what is important is the art, its power, its beauty, and so on, and not who formed it.
8 169 Indeed many Gorean artists seem to regard themselves as little more than vessels or instruments, the channels or means, the tools, say, the chisels or brushes, so to speak, by means of which the world, with its values and meanings, in its infinite diversities, in its beauties and powers, its flowers and storms, its laughters and rages, its delicacy and awesomeness, its subtlety and grandeur, expresses itself, and rejoices.
8 170 Accordingly the Gorean artist tends not so much to be proud of his work as, oddly enough perhaps, to be grateful to it, that it consented to speak through him.
8 171 As the hunters of the north, the singers of the ice pack and of the long night have it, "No one knows from whence songs come".
8 172 It is enough, and more than enough, that they come.
8 173 They dispel the cold, they illuminate the darkness.
8 174 They are welcomed, in the darkness and cold, like fire, and friendship and love.
The rationale for this seems to be a conviction that what is important is the art, its power, its beauty, and so on, and not who formed it. Indeed many Gorean artists seem to regard themselves as little more than vessels or instruments, the channels or means, the tools, say, the chisels or brushes, so to speak, by means of which the world, with its values and meanings, in its infinite diversities, in its beauties and powers, its flowers and storms, its laughters and rages, its delicacy and awesomeness, its subtlety and grandeur, expresses itself, and rejoices. Accordingly the Gorean artist tends not so much to be proud of his work as, oddly enough perhaps, to be grateful to it, that it consented to speak through him. As the hunters of the north, the singers of the ice pack and of the long night have it, "No one knows from whence songs come". It is enough, and more than enough, that they come. They dispel the cold, they illuminate the darkness. They are welcomed, in the darkness and cold, like fire, and friendship and love. - (Magicians of Gor)