That's what misbehavior is all about, just a little extra loving being asked for.

No, she wasn't losing language. She was choking on it.

That's the real power of art, I think. Not to chide but to provoke challenge. Otherwise why bother?

The momentum of the mind can be vexingly, involuntarily capricious.

Those times are over and gone, and good riddance to them, too. We were hopelessly high-spirited. Now we're the tick-waisted generation, dragging along our children behind us and carrying our parents on our backs. And we're in charge, while the figures who used to command our respect are wasting away.

You're fun to look at," decided Galinda. Boq's face fell. "Fun?" he said. I'd give a lot to achieve fun," Elphaba said. "The best I usually hope for is stirring, and when people say that they're usually referring to digestion-

I learned to fly on a broom," he said, rolling up his sleeves. "I can learn to milk a goat, I bet." Though flying on a broom proved to be the easier task, he found.