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But I remembered him only now as he had held the saddle of Green Ubar, dying, but his hands lifted, in victory. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 22, Sentence #356)

I think there were none in that vast stadium who did not for the moment, even in the sun of summer, feel a swift chill, suddenly fearing themselves endangered, suddenly feeling themselves unwitting intruders, trespassers, wandered by accident, unwilling, into the domain of that majestic carnivore, the black tarn, my Ubar of the Skies. "Mount!" cried the crossbowman, and I did so. I would miss Mip at my stirrup, his grin, his advice, the counsel, his cheery words, the last slap at my stirrup. But I remembered him only now as he had held the saddle of Green Ubar, dying, but his hands lifted, in victory. I looked across to Menicius of Port Kar. His eyes darted from mine. He bent over the neck of Quarrel. - (Assassin of Gor)