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But then I laughed, for I should be proud. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #218)

Her seamen were surely the match for any who might sail against them. They were perhaps the finest on all Gor. It angered me, suddenly, drunkenly, that those of Port Kar, wicked as they were, should possess so superbly the skills of seamanship. But then I laughed, for I should be proud. For was I not myself of Port Kar? Could we not do what we wished, taking what we wanted, as we had rence girls that pleased us, simply binding them and making them our slaves? I laughed, for I had been considering, aforetime, how Port Kar might fall, and yet she was my own, my own city! The two drunken seamen were now cutting away, wildly, at one another, with whip knives. They fought in the square of sand among the tables. The girl, who had danced there, she who had worn the delicate vest and belt of chains and jewels, with shimmering metal droplets attached, with the musicians, had withdrawn to one side. - (Raiders of Gor)