The madder the battle, the saner the peace.
Surely there is the handful of nursery marchen that start, ‘Once in the middle of a forest lived an old witch’ or ‘The devil was out walking one day and met a child,’ Said Oatsie, who was showing tha...
She is no longer I, she is too long ago, she is only she...
Ravens aren’t usually nocturnal, but hunger can be.
Oh, wary, well, I’m wary of the water I drink, it might be poisoned, said Glinda. That doesn’t mean I stop drinking water.
Maybe that's what growing up means, in the end - you go far enough in the direction of - somewhere - and you realise that you've neutered the capacity of the term home to mean anything. [...] We don't...
I’m not good, I’m just quiet,
It's over the garden wall and we're going to see the Wizard, come what may and hell to pay.-Elphaba
It's been a long rocky life, with plenty of possibility but too much human ugliness.
I may not know how to fly but I know how to read, and that's almost the same thing.
How shallow the words are, really - . One might as well say, , thinks Iris; that about covers the same terrain, doesn't it?
How deeply bound by cords of family anger we all are[...]None of us breaks free.
Galinda didn't often stop to consider whether she believed in what she said or not; the whole point of conversations was flow.
Everybody needs to grow up and leave home sometimes. But sometimes home doesn't like it.
But there was the mirror in which I would glimpse his handsome form, because mirrors don't lie about men, only women.
But so often, before words can rise to the mind to imply the ineffable, the ineffable has effed off.
No, she wasn't losing language. She was choking on it.
…but the tale itself is a trickster and doesn’t hesitate to lie. It is anachronistic with a vengeance. It emerges always and everywhere, overt or disguised, pureblood or hybrid, and healthy as sin.
—Y allí se quedó la vieja y malvada Bruja, durante mucho, muchísimo tiempo.—¿Ha salido alguna vez? —Todavía no.
You need my help? What for? Bread, cash, a fake identity to help you slip sideways through the cracks? Tell me what you need, tell me why I should help, and I'll see what I can do. In memory of Elphab...