"But that isn't to be wondered at when you remember how many different things she's made of.
For my part, I'm made of pure glass--except my jewel heart and my pretty pink brains.

Did you notice my brains, stranger?
You can see 'em work." "So I can," replied the woodchopper; "but I can't see that they accomplish much.

A glass cat is a useless sort of thing, but a Patchwork Girl is really useful.

She makes me laugh, and laughter is the best thing in life.

There was once a woodchopper, a friend of mine, who was made all of tin, and I used to laugh every time I saw him." "A tin woodchopper ?" said Ojo.