"The room quieted down. Elphaba made up a little song on the spot, a song of longing and otherness, of far aways and future days. Strangers closed their eyes to listen. Boq did too. Elphaba had an okay voice. He saw the imaginary place she conjured up, a land where injustice and common cruelty and despotic rule and the beggaring fist of drought didn't work together to hold everyone by the neck. No, he wasn't giving her credit: Elphaba had a great voice. It was controlled and feeling and not histrionic... The melody faded like a rainbow after a storm, or like winds calming down at last: and what was left was calm and possibility, and relief."
Wicked, Gregory Maguire.

"Once I'm with the Wizard
MY whole life will change
Cause once you're with the Wizard
No one thinks you're strange
No father is not proud of you
No sister acts ashamed
And all of Oz has to love you
When by the Wizard you're acclaimed..."
Elphaba, Wicked: The Musical