“Are you an aberration to your species?' she cried. 'Cats don't look for approval!”

“Approval is overrated...Approval and disapproval alike satisfy those who deliver it more than those who receive it. I don't care for approval, and I don't mind doing without.”

“Approval is overrated. Approval and disapproval alike satisfy those who deliver it more than those who receive it.”

“No," she cried, "no, no, I'm not a harem, I'm not a woman, I'm not a person, no.”

“Do good though, will you?" She blinked brightly at the green girl. "If not for your parents or your grandmother, then for me?”

“Glinda waved dismissively. Then she tucked her hand against her mouth and bit her knuckles. It was hard to tell if her pretty ways were studied or innate. "Oh, oh," she managed, "I don't know that I'll see you again- and you remind me so of her.”

“How she wanted to put away adult things and go back to seeing through a looking-glass, darkly.”