“I will comb it with my own claws," said the dragon, "for I see that the child has hair the colour of gold, which is the only right colour for hair.” — Naomi Mitchison Copy Share Image
there is nothing sorer to the spirit than falling below what one's lover thinks of one. — Naomi Mitchison Copy Share Image
I read a lot of archaeology and early history in a general way, not thinking particularly of this book, and this provided me with… — Naomi Mitchison Copy Share Image
does one ever say the same thing in the same way to two different people? — Naomi Mitchison Copy Share Image
Good will, that curious product of consciousness, of leisure and energy to spare and share. That thing we put out against the forces of… — Naomi Mitchison Copy Share Image
“I will comb it with my own claws," said the dragon, "for I see that the child has hair the colour of gold, which… — Naomi Mitchison Copy Share Image
... the fishermen of Port Sonas care only for the two things, fishing and women. And there's some that are no' that keen on… — Naomi Mitchison Copy Share Image
It's possible to go faster than folk are ready for; that's the key to democracy. — Naomi Mitchison Copy Share Image
All forms of sexual loving become acceptable if the lovers wear togas or wolfskins. — Naomi Mitchison Copy Share Image
Of course there were areas of safety; nothing could get at me if I curled up on my father's lap, holding his ear with… — Naomi Mitchison Copy Share Image
