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.

My world, my world... How can such a good little girl like you destroy all of my beautiful wickedness. - Wicket Witch of the North

Some of my youthful readers are developing wonderful imaginations. This pleases me.

That proves you are unusual,' returned the Scarecrow; 'and I am convinced that the only people worthy of consideration in this world are the unusual ones. For the common folks are like the leaves of a tree, and live and die unnoticed.

Mortals seldom know how greatly they are influenced by fairies, knooks and ryls, who often put thoughts into their heads that only the wise little immortals could have conceived.

The more one knows, the luckier he is, for knowledge is the greatest gift in life.

When I was young I longed to write a great novel that should win me fame. Now that I am getting old my first book is written to amuse children.