R. R. Winterbotham

“ And if we don't need that, we're going to have to have something else that civilization has and we haven't. Furthermore, man is a gregarious animal. He may kid himself about how nice it would be to live on a desert island, but no matter how anti-social he is, he doesn't feel right without others around him. Even if it's only to be disagreeable with them."
"Isn't civilization a lot like the gold and precious stones in the temple?" asked Clive. "The stuff is no good unless we need it." ”

“ When I woke up, I thought I had underestimated Clive, but I saw him sleeping peacefully and I also observed he had a lump on his head, like I had. Rosemary was sitting on a chunk of marble watching us, holding a small stout club in her hand.
"As soon as you feel strong enough," she said, "you can start loading gold onto my spaceship. It's over in the next valley. We're all going back to civilization. The wars there are more impersonal." ”

“ Then she was gone.
"That reminds me," said Clive. "We'd better look for food."
He stooped and picked his gun off the floor.
"Uh-uh," I said. "You ruled against armament."
Clive hesitated. "But we should protect ourselves against wild animals."
"Rosemary has been living here for quite a while," I said. "She admitted her gun was useless, so I don't think there are any dangerous animals. And I'm certainly not going to let her laugh at me by carrying a gun to protect myself from her, even—even if she is a lady wrestler." ”

“ After all, there'll be a fortune in gold and consolation with another girl. I'm sure there is another girl in the universe."
At the time, though I didn't think there was.
When we landed on Earth, we divided the spoils three ways because Rosemary decided not to take either of us.
"Neither of you asked me to choose between you," she said, "and that was the way to decide. You should have said: 'Take one of us and the other will abide by your decision.' That is what is known as compromise, even if it doesn't seem that way. ”

“ In addition there were bars of blackened silver, glass jugs filled with precious stones, solid gold candlesticks, ornaments and jewelry.
"You will be well paid, my subject," said Clive. "People of every planet in the universe will envy the people of this planet." ”

“ Women must have men to protect them."
"Any time you want to test your theory that you're stronger than I am, I'm willing," said Rosemary. And she looked perfectly able to take care of herself. I didn't know then how long she had been on the planet, but she was hard as a rock. She'd taken care of herself in all kinds of weather, done everything a man could do in fighting against nature. Being a spaceman is no way to develop your biceps and neither is being a senator.
"Hmm," said Clive. "Perhaps there should be more equality between the sexes. ”

“ I said, "we've got all those things on our spaceship."
"We don't know how long we'll be here," said Clive. "Since the supplies on our ship are limited, we must try to be self-supporting."
I've always liked that fable about the oak and the willow trees. One was big and strong, the other wasn't, but the willow tree lasted longest because it bent and swayed before the wind. So with Senator Clive Littlebrook, I made like a willow tree. ”

“ I asked. "Not that we're starving, but the supply of food on our spaceship won't last forever."
"I have a garden," said Rosemary, "and I've domesticated some livestock."
"My—uh—dear," said Clive, between groans. "I appoint you Secretary of Agriculture."
"Let's get some things straight," said Rosemary. "This planet is not going to be like the earth."
"But a democracy, my dear—"
"Okay, it's a democracy. I'm not opposed to freedom of government, but there are a lot of things outside government that need changing. Back on earth, man is the dominant sex. On this planet, woman will be." ”

“ We had been standing in the stone framework of a building and I had kicked a pile of dust with the toe of my boot. Under the dust was a mound of square, flat objects of gold. Coins.
"We've already got money." ”

“ As I recovered from my initial shock of seeing a beautiful girl pointing a gun at me, I noticed the gun more than I did at first. There were unmistakable signs of rust, and a rusty gun is often more dangerous to the shooter than to the shootee. ”