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In my small way I attained a level of consciousness I had not known could exist, and glimpsed the promise of endless horizons, of infinite mornings, and yet, too, I learned that I was only a slave in the hands of a master. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #862)

In it was the defiant rootedness and tenacity of life. In it the grass became green, and the stars sang. In those moments I became ecstatically one with the glory of the universe. In my small way I attained a level of consciousness I had not known could exist, and glimpsed the promise of endless horizons, of infinite mornings, and yet, too, I learned that I was only a slave in the hands of a master. I remember you, Mirus, my master. Mirus, you have given me to myself, she thought. I would that I could give myself to you! But you do not want me! You have taught me to myself, and have then cast me aside, unwanted. - (Prize of Gor)