“I'm a stranger," pointed out Bod."You're not," she said, definitely. "You're a little boy." And then she said, "And you're my friend. So you can't be a stranger.”

“You could say that Elphaba brought us together,' said Boq softly. 'I'm closer to her and so I'm closer to you.'Galinda seemed to give up. She leaned her head back on the velvet cushions of the swing and said, 'Boq, you know despite myself I think you're a little sweet. You're a little sweet and you're a little charming and you're a little maddening and you're a little habit-forming.'Boq held his breath.But you're little!' she concluded. 'You're a Munchkin, for god's sake!'He kissed her, he kissed her, he kissed her, little by little by little.”

“We're strangers, we're not friends. I hate this, and I hate them.And I found out that you're angry, and you're sorry you ever met me”

“... You're sunny. You keep showing up here." Diver"I'm not sunny, I'm alcohol. No, no, I mean, I'm Summer," Summer says."Don't say that," the little boy said, suddenly frightened. "You're disturbing my wa.”

“What?""You're so neat," she said, looking almost embarrassed. He glanced pointedly over his shoulder. "There are four hundred on the other side of this door.""But you're ruining me.""I can't do it neatly?”

“I'm going, she said. I love you but you'recrazy, you're doomed.”