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I could not conjecture the nature of the creature's experience but I knew that I stood within the center of its sensory field. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #241)

From its head there extended two fragile, jointed appendages, long and covered with short quivering strands of golden hair. These two appendages, like eyes, swept the room once and then seemed to focus on me. They curved toward me like delicate golden pincers and each of the countless golden strands on those appendages straightened and pointed toward me like a quivering golden needle. I could not conjecture the nature of the creature's experience but I knew that I stood within the center of its sensory field. About its neck there hung a small circular device, a translator of some sort, similar to but more compact than those I had hitherto seen. I sensed a new set of odors, secreted by what stood before me. Almost simultaneously a mechanically reproduced voice began to emanate from the translator. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)