The real thing about evil," said the Witch at the doorway, "isn't any of what you said. You figure out one side of it - the human side, say - and the eternal side goes into shadow. Or vice versa. It's like the old saw: What does a dragon in its shell look like? Well no one can ever tell, for as soon as you break the shell to see, the dragon is no longer in its shell. The real disaster of this inquiry is that it is the nature of evil to be secret.

Children are wickeder than adults, they have no sense of restraint.

It's been a long rocky life, with plenty of possibility but too much human ugliness.

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.

Doubt was much more energy efficient than conviction.

Oh now that's a blueprint for an impossibly rosy future

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-