She wasn't afraid of doing good or of resisting evil. She was merely afraid she might not be able to tell the difference.

You could say that Elphaba brought us together,' said Boq softly. 'I'm closer to her and so I'm closer to you.' Galinda seemed to give up. She leaned her head back on the velvet cushions of the swing and said, 'Boq, you know despite myself I think you're a little sweet. You're a little sweet and you're a little charming and you're a little maddening and you're a little habit-forming.' Boq held his breath. But you're little!' she concluded. 'You're a Munchkin, for god's sake!' He kissed her, he kissed her, he kissed her, little by little by little.

I do love to sing. Had I a longer set of thigh bones and a sweeter voice, I should have loved to be a performer.

The overdressed traveler betrays more interest in being seen than in seeing, while the true traveler knows that the novel world about her serves as the most appropriate accessory.

The body apologizes to the soul for its errors, and the soul asks forgiveness for squatting in the body without invitation.

Don't wish,"said Rain, "don't start. Wishing only...

Before catechisms can instill a proper humility, small children know the truth that their own existence has caused the world to bloom into being.