OzReceived #38
Received from Heleen (the Netherlands) |
The next morning the sun was behind a cloud, but they started on, as if they were quite sure which way they were going.
"If we walk far enough," said Dorothy, "I am sure we shall sometime come to some place."
But day by day passed away, and they still saw nothing before them but the scarlet fields. The Scarecrow began to grumble a bit.
The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
OzReceived #37
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There were several roads near by, but it did not take her long to find the one paved with yellow bricks. Within a short time she was walking briskly toward the Emerald City, her silver shoes tinkling merrily on the hard, yellow road-bed.
The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
OzReceived #36
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The Silver Shoes took but three steps, and then she stopped so suddenly that she rolled over upon the grass several times before she knew where she was.
At length, however, she sat up and looked about her.
"Good gracious!" she cried.
The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
OzSent
OzS #23 Sent to John (UK) |
The beauty of life is its sudden changes. No one knows what is
going to happen next, and so we are constantly being surprised and entertained.
The many ups and downs should not discourage us, for if we are down, we know
that a change is coming and we will go up again (…)
Rinkitink in Oz
OzReceived #35
Received from Heleen (the Netherlands) |
They carried the sleeping girl to a pretty spot beside the river, far enough from the poppy field to prevent her breathing any more of the poison of the flowers, and here they laid her gently on the soft grass and waited for the fresh breeze to waken her.
The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
OzReceived #34
Received from Heleen (the Netherlands) |
If you only had brains in your head you would be as good a man as any of them, and a better man than some of them. Brains are the only things worth having in this world, no matter whether one is a crow or a man.
The Wonderful Wizard of Oz
OzSent
OzS #22 Sent to Monika Mori (Austria) |
"You have some queer friends, Dorothy," she said.
"The queerness
doesn't matter so long as they're friends," was the answer.
The Road to Oz
Stories for Young Hearts
«A learned college professor recently wrote me to ask: "For readers of what age are your books intended?" It puzzled me to answer that properly, until I had looked over some of the letters I have received. One says: "I'm a little boy 5 years old, and I just love your Oz stories. My sister, who is writing this for me, reads me the Oz books, but I wish I could read them myself." Another letter says: "I'm a great girl 13 years old, so you'll be surprised when I tell you I am not too old for the Oz stories." Here's another letter: "Since I was a young girl I've never missed getting a Baum book for Christmas. I'm married, now, but am as eager to get and read the Oz stories as ever." And still another writes: "My good wife and I, both more than 70 years of age, believe that we find more real enjoyment in your Oz books than in any other books we read." Considering these statements, I wrote the college professor that my books are intended for all those whose hearts are young no matter what their ages may be.»
L. FRANK BAUM, "Author's Note" in The Tin Woodman of Oz (1918)
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