The Silver Shoes are the magical shoes that appear in the book The Wonderful Wizard of Oz as Dorothy Gale's transport home. They were originally owned by the Wicked Witch of the East but passed to Dorothy when her house landed on the Witch. As gathered from the clues throughout the various books and films, the Silver Shoes will only pass to a new owner if they have physically defeated the previous owner or the previous owner willingly hands them over.
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... The Silver Shoes originally belonged to the Wicked Witch of the East and transported Dorothy back to Kansas in the first book ...
... (Thelma Carpenter), a magical "numbers runner" who gives Evermean's powerful silver slippers to her ... city because of Dorothy's ownership of the silver shoes and marvel at the spectacle of the city and its dancers ... and tortures the Lion in hopes of making Dorothy give her the silver shoes ...
... Seeing Dorothy's silver shoes, they dare not harm her ... searching for a way to get the powerful shoes from Dorothy, she forces her and the Lion to work doing menial chores ... She tells Dorothy that the silver shoes have always had the power to take her home, but like her friends, she needed to believe that fact before it was possible ("If You Believe") ...
Famous quotes containing the words shoes and/or silver:
“Ne’er ask me what raiment I’ll wear, for I have no more doublets than backs, no more stockings than legs, nor no more shoes than feet—nay, sometime more feet than shoes, or such shoes as my toes look through the overleather.”
—William Shakespeare (1564–1616)
“Indeed, I thought, slipping the silver into my purse ... what a change of temper a fixed income will bring about. No force in the world can take from me my five hundred pounds. Food, house and clothing are mine for ever. Therefore not merely do effort and labour cease, but also hatred and bitterness. I need not hate any man; he cannot hurt me. I need not flatter any man; he has nothing to give me.”
—Virginia Woolf (1882–1941)