The Tin Woodman knew very well he had no heart, and therefore he took great care never to be cruel or unkind to anything.

A heart is not judged by how much you love; but by how much you are loved by others.

Birds fly Over The Rainbow. Why then, oh why can't I? If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why can't I?

Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again.

The road to the City of Emeralds is paved with yellow brick.

Going so soon? I wouldn't hear of it. Why my little party's just beginning. ~ Wicked Witch of the West Wizard of Oz

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

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.

No thief, however skillful, can rob one of knowledge, and that is why knowledge is the best and safest treasure to acquire.

Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable.

My people have been wearing green glasses on their eyes for so long that most of them think this really is an Emerald City.

If we're highly empathetic and emotionally sensitive we're at greater risk of becoming involved with a manipulator.

Artist is not human, but humanity.

After my tour I had time to stay at home, be with my boyfriend and hang out with friends and that brought me down to earth and helped me write music from a more relaxed place.

Liberty is the right not to lie.

When I do an operation, it's half a dozen people. When it goes beautifully, it's like a symphony, with everybody playing their part.

The function of Government must be to favor no small group at the expense of its duty to protect the rights of personal freedom and of private property of all its citizens.

I know what I liked as a child, and I don’t do any book that I, as a child, wouldn’t have liked.

You can’t keep yourself from falling in love, but you can steer yourself away from the wrong people.

Rereading a favorite novel first read 5, 10, or 20 years ago, is a measure of our travel, how far we've come; it's a way of visiting an earlier self.

Oh, I've a love, a true, true love, who waits upon yon shore... and if my love won't be my love, then I will live no more.