“it is my great sorrow, and makes my life very unhappy. But whenever there is danger, my heart begins to beat fast.” “Perhaps you have heart disease,” said the Tin Woodman. “It may be,” said the Lion. “If you have,” continued the Tin Woodman, “you ought to be glad, for it proves you have a heart. For my part, I have no heart; so I cannot have heart disease.” “Perhaps,” said the Lion, thoughtfully, “if I had no heart I should not be a coward.”
