...and remember my sentimental friend that a heart is not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others.

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

I think you are wrong to want a heart. It makes most people unhappy. If you only knew it, you are in luck not to have a heart.

People would rather live in homes regardless of its grayness. There is no place like home.

Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!

Nobody gets in to see the wizard. Not nobody.

True courage is in facing danger when you are afraid...

If I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with.

No matter how dreary and grey 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.

Dorothy did not feel nearly so bad as you might think a little girl who had been so suddenly whisked away from her own country and set down in the middle of a strange land

If we walk far enough, " says Dorothy, "we shall sometime come to someplace.

There's a big difference between kneeling down and bending over.

God has not yet revealed himself to no one in no unclear terms. Religions are attempts to find him on that level they are all equal

There are lazy minds as well as lazy bodies.

If we make wholesome, healthy food accessible and affordable for everyone, we make the choice to be healthy an easy one.

The only one who can tell you "You can't" is you. And you don't have to listen.-Nike

What raises great poetry above all else--it is the entire person and also the entire world.

Athletics is a great sport with many different events and athletes come in all shapes and sizes. I'm one of the smallest athletes on the track. They call me the 'pocket rocket'.

If history has a habit of repeating itself, doesn't someone have to stay behind to shout out a warning?

Every night when I go to bed I think, In the morning I will wake up in my own house and things will be back the way they were. It hasn’t happened this morning, either.

Do not, do not, do not books for ever hammer at people like perpetual bells? When, between two books, silent sky appears: be glad