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I Believe This Thought, Of The Possibility Of Death - If Calmly Realised, And Steadily Faced Would Be One Of The Best Possible Tests As To Our Going To Any Scene Of Amusement Being Right Or Wrong. If The Thought Of Sudden Death Acquires, For You, A Special Horror When Imagined As Happening In A Theatre, Then Be Very Sure The Theatre Is Harmful For You, However Harmless It May Be For Others; And That You Are Incurring A Deadly Peril In Going.

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Lewis Carroll

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I Believe This Thought, Of The Possibility Of Death - If Calmly Realised, And Steadily Faced Would Be One Of The Best Possible Tests As To Our Going To Any Scene Of Amusement Being Right Or Wrong. If The Thought Of Sudden Death Acquires, For You, A Special Horror When Imagined As Happening In A Theatre, Then Be Very Sure The Theatre Is Harmful For You, However Harmless It May Be For Others; And That You Are Incurring A Deadly Peril In Going.

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Rule Forty-two. All Persons More Than A Mile High To Leave The Court.

Alice In Wonderland Book

When I Come Upon Anything-in Logic Or In Any Other Hard Subject-that Entirely Puzzles Me, I Find It A Capital Plan To Talk It Over, Aloud, Even When I Am All Alone. One Can Explain Things So Clearly To One's Self! And Then, You Know, One Is So Patient With One's Self: One Never Gets Irritated At One's Own Stupidity!

You Would Have To Be Half-mad To Dream Me Up.

But Then, Shall I Never Get Any Older Than I Am Now? That'll Be A Comfort, One Way -- Never To Be An Old Woman -- But Then -- Always To Have Lessons To Learn!

If There's No Meaning In It," Said The King, "that Saves A World Of Trouble, You Know, As We Needn't Try To Find Any. And Yet I Don't Know," He Went On [...]; "i Seem To See Some Meaning In Them, After All.

It Takes All The Running You Can Do Just To Keep In The Same Place.

Still, As Christmas-tide Comes Round, They Remember It Again - Echo Still The Joyful Sound "peace On Earth, Good-will To Men!"

Consider Anything, Only Don’t Cry!

"write That Down," The King Said To The Jury, And The Jury Eagerly Wrote Down All Three Dates On Their Slates, And Then Added Them Up, And Reduced The Answer To Shillings And Pence.

He Was Part Of My Dream, Of Course -- But Then I Was Part Of His Dream, Too.

Life, What Is It But A Dream?

...those Serpents! There's No Pleasing Them!

Domestic Violence

She [alice] Went On "and How Do You Know That You're Mad?" "to Begin With," Said The Cat, "a Dog's Not Mad. You Grant That?" "i Suppose So," Said Alice. "well, Then," The Cat Went On, "you See, A Dog Growls When It's Angry, And Wags It's Tail When It's Pleased. Now I Growl When I'm Pleased, And Wag My Tail When I'm Angry. Therefore I'm Mad."

When, As A Child, I First Opened My Eyes On A Sunday-morning, A Feeling Of Dismal Anicipation, Which Began At Least On The Friday,culminated. I Knew What Was Before Me, And My Wish, If Not My Word, Was "would God It Were Evening!" It Was No Day Of Rest, But A Day Of Texts, Of Catechisms (watts'), Of Tracts About Converted Swearers, Godly Charwomen, And Edifying Deaths Of Sinners Saved.... There Was But One Rosy Spot, In The Distance, All That Day: And That Was "bed-time," Which Never Could Come Too Early!

I Believe This Thought, Of The Possibility Of Death - If Calmly Realised, And Steadily Faced Would Be One Of The Best Possible Tests As To Our Going To Any Scene Of Amusement Being Right Or Wrong. If The Thought Of Sudden Death Acquires, For You, A Special Horror When Imagined As Happening In A Theatre, Then Be Very Sure The Theatre Is Harmful For You, However Harmless It May Be For Others; And That You Are Incurring A Deadly Peril In Going.

When I Use A Word,’ Humpty Dumpty Said In Rather A Scornful Tone, ‘it Means Just What I Choose It To Mean — Neither More Nor Less.’ ’the Question Is,’ Said Alice, ‘whether You Can Make Words Mean So Many Different Things.’ ’the Question Is,’ Said Humpty Dumpty, ‘which Is To Be Master — That’s All.

Words Mean More Than We Mean To Express When We Use Them: So A Whole Book Ought To Mean A Great Deal More Than The Writer Meant.

If You Limit Your Actions In Life To Things That Nobody Can Possibly Find Fault With, You Will Not Do Much!

It's A Poor Sort Of Memory That Only Works Backwards.

Once She Remembered Trying To Box Her Own Ears For Having Cheated Herself In A Game Of Croquet She Was Playing Against Herself, For This Curious Child Was Very Fond Of Pretending To Be Two People.

Alice: "how Long Is Forever?" White Rabbit: "sometimes, Just One Second."

"i Could Have Done It In A Much More Complicated Way," Said The Red Queen, Immensely Proud.

My Hand Moves Because Certain Forces--electric, Magnetic, Or Whatever 'nerve-force' May Prove To Be--are Impressed On It By My Brain. This Nerve-force, Stored In The Brain, Would Probably Be Traceable, If Science Were Complete, To Chemical Forces Supplied To The Brain By The Blood, And Ultimately Derived From The Food I Eat And The Air I Breathe.

The Cheshire Cat Only Grinned When It Saw Alice. It Looked Good-natured, She Thought: Still It Had Very Long Claws And A Great Many Teeth, So She Felt It Ought To Be Treated With Respect.

The Proper Definition Of A Man Is An Animal That Writes Letters.

It Is The Privilege Of True Genius, And Especially Genius Who Opens Up A New Path, To Make Great Mistakes With Impunity

Take Care Of The Sense And The Sounds Will Take Care Of Themselves.

Every Story Has A Moral You Just Need To Be Clever Enough To Find It - The Dutchess

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