I'm not thinking, just now,' answered the little boy. 'It tires me to think, and I never seem to gain anything by it. When we see the people who live… - L. Frank Baum

Reera did not keep them in misery more than a few seconds, for she touched each one with her right hand and instantly the fishes were transformed into three tall and slender young women, with fine, intelligent faces and clothed in handsome, clinging gowns. The one who had been a goldfish had beautiful golden hair and blue eyes and was exceedingly fair of skin; the one who had been a bronzefish had dark brown hair and clear gray eyes and her complexion matched these lovely features. The one who had been a silverfish had snow-white hair of the finest texture and deep brown eyes. The hair contrasted exquisitely with her pink cheeks and ruby-red lips, nor did it make her look a day older than her two companions.

"There is no doubt they intend to kill us as dead as possible in a short time." said the Wizard
"As dead as poss'ble would be pretty dead, wouldn't it?" asked Dorothy.

It was a lonely life to lead, for I had nothing to think of, having been made such a little while before.