We consider a prisoner unfortunate. He is unfortunate in two ways-because he has done something wrong and because he is deprived of his liberty. Therefore we should treat him kindly, because of his misfortune, for otherwise he would become hard and bitter and would not be sorry he had done wrong.

Some people without brains do an awful lot of talking, don't you think?

Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again.

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

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.

As a matter of fact, we are none of us above criticism; so let us bear with each other's faults.

No Queen with a frozen heart is fit to rule any country.