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

"And how will you buy your rent space within the camp?" "I will speak! I know things! Things on which hang the fate of worlds! I can speak of gold beyond that which you sought! Gold compared to which that is a paltry sum! I can speak of weapons which can devastate cities in a moment, leaving no more than poisonous ashes! I can make Cos the mistress of Gor, and you the master of Cos!" "You are mad," said the officer. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 27, Sentence #2763)
Chapter # Sentence # Quote
27 2763 "And how will you buy your rent View more quotes about space">space within the camp?" "I will speak! I know things! Things on which hang the fate of worlds! I can speak of gold beyond that which you sought! Gold compared to which that is a paltry sum! I can speak of weapons which can devastate cities in a moment, leaving no more than poisonous ashes! I can make Cos the mistress of Gor, and you the master of Cos!" "You are mad," said the officer.

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

Chapter # Sentence # Quote
27 2760 "We are civilized," said the officer.
27 2761 "We could mercifully untie you, and then turn you out with our best wishes for your health and safety".
27 2762 "Let me stay! Protect me!" said the spokesman.
27 2763 "And how will you buy your rent space within the camp?" "I will speak! I know things! Things on which hang the fate of worlds! I can speak of gold beyond that which you sought! Gold compared to which that is a paltry sum! I can speak of weapons which can devastate cities in a moment, leaving no more than poisonous ashes! I can make Cos the mistress of Gor, and you the master of Cos!" "You are mad," said the officer.
27 2764 "No! No!" said the spokesman.
27 2765 "Ask those who were with me, ask them!" "He is mad," said Mirus.
27 2766 "He is mad," said the sleenmaster.
"We are civilized," said the officer. "We could mercifully untie you, and then turn you out with our best wishes for your health and safety". "Let me stay! Protect me!" said the spokesman. "And how will you buy your rent space within the camp?" "I will speak! I know things! Things on which hang the fate of worlds! I can speak of gold beyond that which you sought! Gold compared to which that is a paltry sum! I can speak of weapons which can devastate cities in a moment, leaving no more than poisonous ashes! I can make Cos the mistress of Gor, and you the master of Cos!" "You are mad," said the officer. "No! No!" said the spokesman. "Ask those who were with me, ask them!" "He is mad," said Mirus. "He is mad," said the sleenmaster. - (Prize of Gor)