Birds know themselves not to be at the center of anything, but at the margins of everything. The end of the map. We only live where someone's horizon sweeps someone else's. We are only noticed on the edge of things; but on the edge of things, we notice much.

Immortality is a chancy thing; it cannot be promised or earned. Perhaps it cannot even be identified for what it is.

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-

To read, even in the half-dark, is also to call the lost forward.

[Puggles] "What population signs on willingly for slavery?" "You mean other than wives?" [Glinda]

If one could drown in the grass, thought Elphie, that might be the best way to die.

So he stalked her again. Love makes hunters of us all.