I have a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore.
It isn't what we are, but what folks think we are, that counts in this world.
All the same,' said the Scarecrow, 'I shall ask for brains instead of a heart; for a fool would not know what to do with a heart if he had one.' I shall take the heart,' returned the Tin Woodman, 'for brains do not make one happy, and happiness is the best thing in the world.
In all this world there is nothing so beautiful as a happy child.
I'll miss you most of all scarecrow.
No, indeed; I don't know anything. You see, I am stuffed, so I have no brains at all.