To be individual, my friends, to be different from others, is the only way to become distinguished from the common herd. Let us be glad, therefore, that we differ from one another in form and in disposition. Variety is the spice of life, and we are various enough to enjoy one another's society; so let us be content.

I can't give you a brain, but I can give you a diploma.

People would rather live in homes regardless of its grayness. There is no place like home.

Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable.

I shall take the heart. For brains do not make one happy, and happiness is the best thing in the world.

My people have been wearing green glasses on their eyes for so long that most of them think this really is an Emerald City.

I've married a man who owns nine cows," said Jinjur to Ozma, "and now I am happy and contented and willing to lead a quiet life and mind my own business." "Where is your husband?" asked Ozma. "He is in the house, nursing a black eye," replied Jinjur, calmly. "The foolish man would insist upon milking the red cow when I wanted him to milk the white one; but he will know better next time, I am sure.