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I found myself thinking in Gorean, as fluently as though I had not been gone for seven years. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #87)

My step was light, my heart was happy. I was home, for where my love waited for me was home. Where my father had met me after more than twenty years of separation, where my warrior comrades and I had drunk and laughed together, where I had met and learned from my little friend, Torm, the Scribe, there was home. I found myself thinking in Gorean, as fluently as though I had not been gone for seven years. I became aware that I was singing as I walked through the grass, a warrior song. I had returned to Gor. Zosk I had walked for some hours in the direction of Ko-ro-ba when I was delighted to come on one of the narrow roads to the city. - (Outlaw of Gor)