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?
My world, my world... How can such a good little girl like you destroy all of my beautiful wickedness. - Wicket Witch of the North
Demons may be either good or bad, like any other class of beings.
Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable.
A heart is not judged by how much you love; but by how much you are loved by others.
No matter how dreary and gray our homes are, we people of flesh and blood would rather live there than in any other country, be it ever so beautiful. There is no place like home.