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Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)

It would have been too unfamiliar, too different from the privations and sterilities to which they were accustomed, which they had been taught to unquestioningly accept, celebrate, and acclaim, which they took to constitute the single face of possibility. - (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #119)
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10 119 It would have been too View more quotes about unfamiliar">unfamiliar, too different from the privations and sterilities to which they were accustomed, which they had been taught to unquestioningly accept, celebrate, and acclaim, which they took to constitute the single face of possibility.

Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)

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10 116 Watching, I wondered how several of the males I had known on Earth might have reacted to what I beheld.
10 117 Some, I supposed, could not even have comprehended it.
10 118 They would look upon it blankly, dully, understanding nothing.
10 119 It would have been too unfamiliar, too different from the privations and sterilities to which they were accustomed, which they had been taught to unquestioningly accept, celebrate, and acclaim, which they took to constitute the single face of possibility.
10 120 Others might have looked upon it aghast, scandalized, shaken, sweating, disbelieving, and trembling.
10 121 Would they not be the ones who hastily, in terror of recognizing even the suspicion of their own possible manhood, lift a hoping, kneeling woman to her feet and shame her, lecturing her on what she should do and be, as though they knew more than she what it was to be a woman, lecturing her on how she should celebrate self-denial and sacrifice herself to imposed, alien conventions? If she is not a woman, they need not be men, which, suitably conditioned, they fear to be.
10 122 But might not others clap their hands in gladness, spring to their feet, and cry out with joy? Might this not be a world long ago lost, now refound, a world surrendered on one world but never surrendered on another? And what if one of these males from my old world, one who knew me there, should encounter me here, as I am? One, I supposed, would understand nothing, would not even recognize me.
Watching, I wondered how several of the males I had known on Earth might have reacted to what I beheld. Some, I supposed, could not even have comprehended it. They would look upon it blankly, dully, understanding nothing. It would have been too unfamiliar, too different from the privations and sterilities to which they were accustomed, which they had been taught to unquestioningly accept, celebrate, and acclaim, which they took to constitute the single face of possibility. Others might have looked upon it aghast, scandalized, shaken, sweating, disbelieving, and trembling. Would they not be the ones who hastily, in terror of recognizing even the suspicion of their own possible manhood, lift a hoping, kneeling woman to her feet and shame her, lecturing her on what she should do and be, as though they knew more than she what it was to be a woman, lecturing her on how she should celebrate self-denial and sacrifice herself to imposed, alien conventions? If she is not a woman, they need not be men, which, suitably conditioned, they fear to be. But might not others clap their hands in gladness, spring to their feet, and cry out with joy? Might this not be a world long ago lost, now refound, a world surrendered on one world but never surrendered on another? And what if one of these males from my old world, one who knew me there, should encounter me here, as I am? One, I supposed, would understand nothing, would not even recognize me. - (Quarry of Gor)