These are quotes from the Books I have found to be of interest on the topic of Free Men.
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"Without this, he said, touching the blade, there is nothing -- no justice, no civilization, no society, no community, no peace. Without the sword there is nothing. Before the sword he said, there is no right, no wrong, only fact--a world of what is and what is not, rather than a world of what should be and should not be. There is no justice until the sword creates it, establishes it, guarantees it, gives it substance and significance. He lifted the weapon, wielding the heavy metal blade as though it were a straw. First the sword--he said, then government--then law--then justice."
Tarnsman of Gor Book 1 Page 156
"The average Gorean Male, it must be admitted, tends to regard the joys of life somewhat more highly than its duties."
Outlaw of Gor Book 2 Page 65
"I sat there in the darkness and wondered on honor, and courage. If they were shams, I thought them most precious shams. How else could we tell ourselves from urts and sleens? What distinguishes us from such beasts? The ability to multiply and subtract, to tell lies, to make knives? No, I think particularly it is the sense of honor, and the will to hold one's ground."
Marauders of Gor Book 9 Page 6
In this house, this hut, this palace, Thurnus's was the supremacy. Here he might do as he pleased. His rights in this house, his supremacy in this place, was acknowledged by all guests. They shared the hospitality of his Home Stone.
Slave Girl of Gor Book 11 Page 142
The sharing of a Home Stone is no light thing in a Gorean city.
Slave Girl of Gor Book 11 Page 394
"Gorean men," I said, "you will learn, are less tolerant of pretense than the men of Earth."
Beasts of Gor Book 12 Page 202
"Flee!" she said.
"I am of the Warriors," I said.
"But you may die," she said.
"That is acknowledged in the codes," I said.
"What are the codes?" she asked.
"They are nothing and, and everything," I said. "They are a bit of noise, and the steel of the heart. They are meaningless, and all significant. They are the difference. Without the codes men would be Kurii."
"Kurii?" she asked.
"Beasts, such as ice beasts, and worse," I said. "Beasts such as the face you saw in the sky."
"You need not keep the codes," she said.
"I once betrayed my codes," I said. "It is not my intention to do so again." I looked at her. "One does not know, truly what it is to stand, until one has fallen. Once one has fallen, then one knows, you see, what it is to stand."
"None would know if you betrayed the codes," she said.
"I would know," I said, "and I am of the Warriors."
"What is it to be a warrior?" she asked.
"It is to keep the codes," I said. "You may think that to be a warrior is to be large, or strong, and to be skilled with weapons, to have a blade at your hip, to know the grasp of the spear, to wear the scarlet, to know the fitting of the iron helm upon one's countenance, but these are things are not truly needful; they are not, truly what makes one man a warrior and another not. Many men are strong, and large, and skilled with weapons. Any man might, if he dared, don the scarlet and gird himself with weapons. Any man might place upon his brow the helm of iron. But it is not the scarlet, not the steel, not the helm which makes a warrior."
She looked at me.
"It is the codes," I said.
"Abandon your codes," she said.
"One does not speak to slaves of the codes," I said.
Beasts of Gor Book 12 Page 340
"But let us not speak of slaves," I said, "girls who serve for our diversion or recreation, but of serious matters. of the concerns of men."
"Agreed," said he.
There was a time for slaves, and a time for matters of importance.
Explorers of Gor Book 13 Page 15
"I did not know a scribe could be so courageous," I said.
"There are brave men in all castes," said Shaba.
Explorers of Gor Book 13 Page 433
"The men of Gor," she said, "are strong. They are not weak and divided against themselves. They are not tortured. They are integrated and coherent, and proud. They see themselves in the order of nature. They see females as females, as slaves, and themselves as men, as masters. If we do not please them they punish us, or slay us. We quickly learn our place in the order of things. Only where there are true men can there be true women."
Rogue of Gor Book 15 Page 100
It is pleasant to have a woman yield to you as a slave. I know of nothing which so exalts the power and manhood of the human male. Too there is apparently nothing which so deeply releases the emotions and yielding sensuality of the human female. In these matters something is touched which obviously bears deeply on the fundamental nature of the sexes. Here, in human relations, is yet another exemplification of one of the major and incessantly recurrent themes of nature, that of dominance and submission. The realities of nature must be denied, I suspect, only at one's own peril. And certainly human beings cannot be fulfilled, nor can they know themselves, until they have become themselves. The nature of human beings precedes the fleeting parades of mottoes and slogans. It lies latent and obdurate, in ambush, if you like, in the genetic codes.
Rogue of Gor Book 15 Page 105
The men, save I, rose as one to their feet, for Gorean men commonly stand when a free woman enters a room.
Guardsmen of Gor Book 16 Page 255
Too, I knew, from my own experience, that nothing fulfils maleness like the mastery. He who would be a man must be a master. He who surrenders his mastery surrenders his manhood.
Players of Gor Book 20 Page 176
"Why then did you interfere?" she asked, puzzled. "Why did you call attention to yourself when obviously there was something between you two, and you would be in danger, if recognized."
"Do you truly not know?" I asked.
"It was to protect me, surely."
"No," I said.
"Why then?" she asked, wonderingly.
"Because," I said, soberly, "you were serving me."
"That is what you said," she said.
"And that was the reason," I said.
"It was so tiny a thing," she asked, "a point of propriety, of precedence?" she asked.
"Yes," I said.
"You risked so much for a mere point of honor?" she asked.
"There are no mere points of honor," I told her.
Vagabonds of Gor Book 24 Page 61
One of the delights of a Gorean city, at least from a male point of view, is the scrutiny of its slaves. Males enjoy looking upon lovely women, particularly if they are lightly, briefly clad, revealingly clad. It gives them pleasure. Thus, if the women are slaves, they will have them so clad, "slave clad," as the expression is.
Prize of Gor Book 27 Page 536
It is a common belief amongst Goreans, though seldom voiced in the presence of free women, that men are masters and women slaves. As it is said, all women are slaves, only some are in collars, and some are not.
Mariners of Gor Book 30 Page 128