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I think of all men, at that time, I most hated Soron of Ar. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #1431)

I would humble him, and, using his needs, would bring him to his knees before me, to beg for my pleasures. I would wring from his weakness whatever I might wish to please my will! I would conquer! Men are beasts! I hated them! "Buy me, Master," I had said to Soron, the Slaver of Ar. "No," he had said. I think of all men, at that time, I most hated Soron of Ar. How he had appraised me, as I had stood helpless, naked, behind the bars, on the straw of the slave cage, his to be seen as he wished; how he had examined me, candidly, objectively, every inch of me, Elinor Brinton, female slave merchandise! How I hated him! How I hated men! How I hated most Soron of Ar! I fell asleep. I had a strange dream, turning and moaning in the straw. I dreamed that I had escaped, and that I was free, running and walking in the high grass of a Gorean field. - (Captive of Gor)