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Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)

She thought of so many of the men of Earth, such mindlessly herded dupes, taught to deny their blood, hastening sellers of birthrights, so whiningly eager to win a smile from those who despised them for the very weakness they sought to promote in them. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #865)
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11 865 She View more quotes about thought">thought of so many of the men of Earth, such mindlessly herded dupes, taught to deny their blood, hastening sellers of birthrights, so whiningly eager to win a smile from those who despised them for the very weakness they sought to promote in them.

Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)

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11 862 They were so manipulable, and weak.
11 863 It was embarrassing for her to think of herself as a woman of them.
11 864 But would most not wish weak foes? Only Goreans, she supposed, desired strong foes, perhaps that they might be the better tested, that an ensuing victory might be the more worth winning.
11 865 She thought of so many of the men of Earth, such mindlessly herded dupes, taught to deny their blood, hastening sellers of birthrights, so whiningly eager to win a smile from those who despised them for the very weakness they sought to promote in them.
11 866 She wondered if it might not be better for such a subverted, betrayed world to perish.
11 867 No, she thought.
11 868 Wait.
They were so manipulable, and weak. It was embarrassing for her to think of herself as a woman of them. But would most not wish weak foes? Only Goreans, she supposed, desired strong foes, perhaps that they might be the better tested, that an ensuing victory might be the more worth winning. She thought of so many of the men of Earth, such mindlessly herded dupes, taught to deny their blood, hastening sellers of birthrights, so whiningly eager to win a smile from those who despised them for the very weakness they sought to promote in them. She wondered if it might not be better for such a subverted, betrayed world to perish. No, she thought. Wait. - (Prize of Gor)