The witch pulled back. They stood glaring at each other. They had too much common history between them to come apart over a pair of shoes, yet the shoes were planted between them, a grotesque icon of their differences. Neither one could retreat, or move forward. It was silly, and they were stuck and someone needed to break the spell. But all the Witch could do was insist, "I want those shoes."
-Gregory Maguire "Wicked"