I think the world is like a great mirror, and reflects our lives just as we ourselves look upon it.
As a matter of fact, we are none of us above criticism; so let us bear with each other’s faults.
Everything in life is unusual until you become accustomed to it.
Stunt dwarf or destroy the imagination of a child and you have taken away its chances of success in life. Imagination transforms the commonplace into the great and creates the new out of the old.
Flowers are beautiful, for instance, but we are not inclined to marry them. Duty, on the contrary, is a bugle call to action, whether you are inclined to act, or not. In this case, I obey the bugle call of duty.
The absurd and legendary devil is the enigma of the Church.
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue, and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.
I shall take the heart. For brains do not make one happy, and happiness is the best thing in the world.
I can’t give you a brain, but I can give you a diploma.
People would rather live in homes regardless of its grayness. There is no place like home.
You see, in this country are a number of youths who do not like to work, and the college is an excellent place for them.
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.
If your heads were stuffed with straw, like mine, you would probably all live in the beautiful places, and then Kansas would have no people at all. It is fortunate for Kansas that you have brains.
During the year I stood there I had known was the loss of my heart. While I was in love I was the happiest man on earth.
Unless one can think wisely it is better to remain a dummy.
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.
A little misery, at times, makes one appreciate happiness more.
You are welcome, most noble Sorceress, to the land of the Munchkins. We are so grateful to you for having killed the Wicked Witch of the East, and for setting our people free from bondage.
No, indeed; I don’t know anything. You see, I am stuffed, so I have no brains at all.
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.