Scarecrow: Success, fame, and fortune, they're all illusions. All there is that is real is the friendship that two can share. Dorothy: That's beautiful! Who said that? Scarecrow: [modestly] I did.
Scarecrow: I'll think about you all the time, Dorothy! Tinman: And I'll miss you... every day. Even if I had to go back to that junk pile... even as teeny's seat cushion... I wouldn't mind... because I have known... real love. [cries] Dorothy: Aww... don't rust yourself now. [wipes away the tears]
Glinda the Good: Hello, Dorothy. Dorothy: Please, is there a way for me to get back home? Glinda the Good: Well, Dorothy, you were wise and good enough to help your friends to come here and find what was inside them all the time. That's true for you, also. Dorothy: Home? Inside of me? I don't understand. Glinda the Good: Home is a place we all must find, child. It's not just a place where you eat or sleep. Home is knowing. Knowing your mind, knowing your heart, knowing your courage. If we know ourselves, we're always home, anywhere.