The Scarecrow watched the Woodman while he worked and said to him "I cannot think why this wall is here nor what it is made of." "Rest you brains and do not worry about the wall," replied the Woodman, "when we have climbed over it we shall know what is on the other side.

The absurd and legendary devil is the enigma of the Church.

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

I am Oz, the Great and Terrible," spoke the Beast, in a voice that was one great roar. Who are you, and why do you seek me?

Nobody gets in to see the wizard. Not nobody.

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

But you will admit that it's a good thing to be alive.