"Zosk sank down and sat cross-legged in the road, his gigantic frame shaken with sobs, his massive head buried in his hands, his thick, guttural voice moaning with distress. At such a time a man may not be spoken to, for according to the Gorean way of thinking pity humiliates both he who pities and he who is pitied. According to the Gorean way, one may love but one may not pity."
Outlaw of Gor, page 31
"Pikes on the walls of Gorean cities are often surmounted with the remains of unwelcome guests. The Gorean is suspicious of the stranger, particularly in the vicinity of his native walls. Indeed, in Gorean the same word is used for both stranger and enemy."
Outlaw of Gor, page 49
"For that matter, though I did not seriously consider the possibility, being without a city, in effect an outlaw, I was entitled to the Gorean way of thinking to take the bird (Tarn) or its purchase price in any way I saw fit."
Oultaw of Gor, page 50
"The harsh, exogamous institution of capture is woven into the very fabric of Gorean life. It is regarded as meritorious to abduct one's women from a foreign, preably hostile city. Perhaps this institution, which on the surface seems so deplorable, is profitable from the standpoint of the race, preventing the gradual inbreeding of otherwise largely isolated, self-sufficient cities. Few seem to object to the instituation of capture, not even the women who might seem to be its victims. On the contrary, incredibly enough, their vanity is terribly outraged if they are not regarded as worth the risks, usually mutilation and impalement. One cruel courtisan of Ar, now little more than a toothless, wrinkled hag, boasted that more than four hundred men had died because of her beauty."
Oultaw of Gor, page 51
"There is a Gorean proverb that a man who is returning to his city is not to be detained."
Outlaw of Gor, page 37
"There is a saying on Gor that the laws of a city extend no further than its walls."
Outlaw of Gor, page 50
"Until you find Talena," he said, "your companion is peril and steel." It was an old Warrior saying."
Priest Kings of Gor, page 307
"There is a saying on Gor, "Gold has no caste." It is a saying of which the merchants are fond."
Nomads of Gor, page 84
"Ta-Sardar-Gor," he had said, and this phrase had been repeated by the others on the room. "To the Priest-Kings of Gor." It had been the general libation for the banquet."
Nomads of Gor, page 89
"Whereas I was of high caste and he of low, yet in his own hut he would be, by the laws of Gor, a prince and sovereign, for then he would be in the place of his own Home Stone. Indeed, a cringing whelp of a man, who would never think of lifting his eyes from the ground in the presence of a member of one of the high castes, a crushed and spiritless churl, an untrustworthy villain or coward, an avaricious and obsequius pedlar often becomes, in the place of his own Home Stone, a vertiable lion among his fellows, proud and splendid, a generous and bestowing, a king be it only in his own den."
Outlaw of Gor, page 29
"Then, soberly, though I acknowledged it as a superstition, I performed the Gorean ritual of looking into the blood. With my cuped hands I drank a mouthful of blod, and then, holding another in my hands, I waited for the next flash of lightning. One looks into the blood in one's cupped hands. It is said that if one sees one's visage black and wasted one will die of disease, if one sees oneself torn and scarlet one will die in battle, if one sees oneself old and white haired, one will die in peace and leave children."
Outlaw of Gor, page 38
