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Book 33. (1 results) Rebels of Gor (Individual Quote)

How can one adjust that delicate balance of muscle and time, how sustain so long, unwavering, that patience, that alertness, that intentness, that intensity of focus, how long manage to survive that indefinite season of uncertain readiness? Lightning was kindled, unhurried, waiting, in the dark sky. - (Rebels of Gor, Chapter 47, Sentence #275)
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47 275 How can one adjust that delicate View more quotes about balance">balance of muscle and time, how sustain so long, unwavering, that patience, that alertness, that intentness, that intensity of focus, how long manage to survive that indefinite season of uncertain readiness? Lightning was kindled, unhurried, waiting, in the dark sky.

Book 33. (7 results) Rebels of Gor (Context Quote)

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47 272 "Fire," I thought to myself.
47 273 "Fire!" But the shogun was in no hurry to release the string.
47 274 "Now," I thought, "it is no longer a simple test of skill, of eye and hand, but one of nerves, as well.
47 275 How can one adjust that delicate balance of muscle and time, how sustain so long, unwavering, that patience, that alertness, that intentness, that intensity of focus, how long manage to survive that indefinite season of uncertain readiness? Lightning was kindled, unhurried, waiting, in the dark sky.
47 276 When would it strike?" The face of Nodachi seemed expressionless.
47 277 One might have thought him of stone, save for the eyes.
47 278 Those eyes, dark, fierce, and glittering, were very much alive.
"Fire," I thought to myself. "Fire!" But the shogun was in no hurry to release the string. "Now," I thought, "it is no longer a simple test of skill, of eye and hand, but one of nerves, as well. How can one adjust that delicate balance of muscle and time, how sustain so long, unwavering, that patience, that alertness, that intentness, that intensity of focus, how long manage to survive that indefinite season of uncertain readiness? Lightning was kindled, unhurried, waiting, in the dark sky. When would it strike?" The face of Nodachi seemed expressionless. One might have thought him of stone, save for the eyes. Those eyes, dark, fierce, and glittering, were very much alive. - (Rebels of Gor)