Ozma Of Oz Quotes
"All this mad dashing and splashing of the waters of the big ocean, which the mischievous wind caused without any good reason whatever, resulted in a terrible storm."
"The Captain of the ship was not afraid, because he had seen storms before, and had sailed his ship through them in safety; but he knew that his passengers would be in danger if they tried to stay on deck."
"Dorothy was eager to go with him on this journey, and Uncle Henry thought she would be good company and help cheer him up; so he decided to take her along."
"So she wasn’t easily frightened, whatever happened, and when the wind began to howl and whistle, and the waves began to tumble and toss, our little girl didn’t mind the uproar the least bit."
"It was lucky for Dorothy, I think, that the storm subsided; otherwise, brave though she was, I fear she might have perished."
"Many children, in her place, would have wept and given way to despair; but because Dorothy had encountered so many adventures and come safely through them it did not occur to her at this time to be especially afraid."
"The floor was damp and she was herself wringing wet, but fortunately this was a warm climate and she did not feel at all cold."
"I’m glad to know that," continued the yellow hen, in a confidential tone; "because, if one is going to talk, it’s best to talk correctly."
"Live things are much fresher and more wholesome than dead ones, and you humans eat all sorts of dead creatures."
"We seem to be drifting toward it, so that before noon we ought to find ourselves upon dry land again."
"I never care to hatch eggs unless I’ve a nice snug nest, in some quiet place, with a baker’s dozen of eggs under me. That’s thirteen, you know, and it’s a lucky number for hens."
"There is nothing in the world so miserable as a wet hen."
"Well, I declare!" gasped the yellow hen, in amazement; "if the copper man can do half of these things he is a very wonderful machine."
"I am only a ma-chine," said Tiktok. "I can not be kind an-y more than I can be sor-row or glad. I can on-ly do what I am wound up to do."
"You may have my egg," said the yellow hen. "I don’t care for it, you know."
"You do not know how full of ma-chin-er-y I am."
"I am the on-ly au-to-mat-ic me-chan-i-cal man they ev-er com-plet-ed," he replied. "They were ver-y won-der-ful in-ven-tors, were my mak-ers, and quite ar-tis-tic in all they did."
"But we have to pretend to be terrible in order to prevent others from attacking us."
"I think it must be a door of rock, although I do not see any hinges."
"Because there used to be three wings, and two were torn down, so the one on the right is the only one left. It is a trick of the Princess Langwidere to prevent visitors from annoying her."
"Shoo, yourself!" retorted the hen, drawing back in anger and ruffling up her feathers. "Haven’t you any better manners than that?"
"I don’t care whether she likes it or not," replied Billina, and fluttering her wings with a loud noise she flew straight at the maid’s face.
"This head with the auburn hair and hazel eyes is quite attractive. I must wear it more often than I have done of late, although it may not be the best of my collection."
"I’m a good deal of ‘portance myself, and when Billina lays an egg she has the proudest cackle you ever heard."
"Better than that, ma’am," said Dorothy. "I came from Kansas."
"I am the slave of the girl Dor-oth-y, who rescued me from pris-on," replied the machine. "Where she goes I will go."
"Do not do that, I beg of you," said Tiktok; "for you could not put me to-geth-er a-gain, and my use-ful-ness would be de-stroyed."
"Every little thing scares me and makes my heart beat fast. But let me introduce to you a new friend of mine, the Hungry Tiger."
"Fat babies! Don’t they sound delicious? But I’ve never eaten any, because my conscience tells me it is wrong."
"I am also glad to see you, Dorothy," said the Lion. "We’ve had some fine adventures together, haven’t we?"
"Never!" cried all the other officers, indignantly slapping their chests.
"For my part," said the private, meekly, "I must obey my officers; so when I am told to run, I run; and when I am told to fight, I fight."
"You must not command the Nome King," said Tiktok, "for you do not rule him, as you do your own peo-ple."
"Do," said the Hungry Tiger; "and if he makes hash of you I’ll willingly eat you for breakfast tomorrow morning."
"The Nome King is hon-est and good na-tured," said Tiktok. "You can trust him to do what is right."
"He had a red face and a round little belly That shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly!"
"Then," said Ozma, firmly, "I am here with my friends and my army to conquer your kingdom and oblige you to obey my wishes."
"I’m not afraid to plead with him," said Dorothy. "I’m only a little girl from Kansas, and we’ve got more dignity at home than we know what to do with."
"Cruelty," remarked the monarch, puffing out wreathes of smoke and watching them float into the air, "is a thing I can’t abide."
"It seems to me," said the Scarecrow, thoughtfully, "that our best plan is to wheedle his Majesty into giving up his slaves, since he is too great a magician to oppose."
"Let us be friends, and talk this over in a friendly manner."
"I lay eggs wherever I happen to be," said the hen, ruffling her feathers and then shaking them into place.
"But how am I to know which thing is enchanted, and which is not?"
"I’ve saved you from the Nome King, and you are a slave no longer."
"We are my prisoners, and I will hurl you all into my underground dungeons, where the volcanic fires glow and the molten lava flows in every direction, and the air is hotter than blue blazes."
"Forward, my brave soldiers, and fight for your Ruler and yourselves, unto death!"
"Soldiers should not have heart disease," said Ozma.
"For-ward — march!" cried all the generals, with one voice.
"An egg! an egg! Run for your lives!" shouted the captain of the Nomes, in a voice of horror.
"Really," said the Scarecrow, "they DON'T seem to agree with you, although I wonder why."
"Royal Ozma, and you, Queen of Ev, I welcome you and your people back to the land of the living."
"It is very expensive to hold so many offices," said the private, hesitating.
"Everything seems all right at home," said Dorothy, with a sigh of relief.
"Oh!" cried Dorothy, in an anxious voice, "I'm sure Uncle Henry isn't getting any better, and it's because he is worried about me."
"I have the magic belt, you know," said the little girl.
"Now, dear Princess, when I wave my handkerchief, please wish me with Uncle Henry. I'm aw'fly sorry to leave you — and everybody — but I do want my Uncle Henry! So good-bye, all of you."