...No opening sermons concerning children with humps and fins for limbs, who nonetheless, immortal souls all, deserve life, liberty, and the pursuit of Happy Meals.

People always did like to talk, didn't they? That's why I call myself a witch now: the Wicked Witch of the West, if you want the full glory of it. As long as people are going to call you a lunatic anyway, why not get the benefit of it? It liberates you from convention.

I may not know how to fly but I know how to read, and that's almost the same thing.

Animals are born who they are, accept it, and that is that. They live with greater peace than people do.

Galinda didn't often stop to consider whether she believed in what she said or not; the whole point of conversations was flow.

She's sent the crows out to blind the guests coming for dinner!" What?" She's BLINDING THE GUESTS COMING FOR DINNER!" Well, that's one way to avoid having to dust, I suppose.

at least i'm talkng to myself. instead of giving myself the cold shoulder