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Strange and cruel are the ways of Gor, I thought, where six small green stones, weighing perhaps scarcely two ounces, and a damaged helmet, could purchase a human being. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #264)

I smiled ruefully to myself. I was not much good in such matters, I supposed. But perhaps if I had better known the value of the stones? The girl's eyes looked into mine, perhaps trying to read in my eyes what would be her fate, for her fate was now in my hands, for I was her master. Strange and cruel are the ways of Gor, I thought, where six small green stones, weighing perhaps scarcely two ounces, and a damaged helmet, could purchase a human being. Targo and the grizzled man had gone to the domed tent to fetch the keys to the girl's chains. "What is your name?" I asked the girl. "A slave has no name," she said. - (Outlaw of Gor)