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Will You Walk A Little Faster? Said A Whiting To A Snail, "there's A Porpoise Close Behind Us, And He's Treading On My Tail! See How Eagerly The Lobsters And The Turtles All Advance: They Are Waiting On The Shingle--will You Come And Join The Dance?

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Will You Walk A Little Faster? Said A Whiting To A Snail, "there's A Porpoise Close Behind Us, And He's Treading On My Tail! See How Eagerly The Lobsters And The Turtles All Advance: They Are Waiting On The Shingle--will You Come And Join The Dance?

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Curiouser And Curiouser.

If I Had A World Of My Own, Everything Would Be Nonsense.

A Minute Goes By So Fearfully Quick. You Might As Well Try To Stop A Bandersnatch!

A Loaf Of Bread, The Walrus Said, Is What We Chiefly Need: Pepper And Vinegar Besides Are Very Good Indeed-- Now If You're Ready, Oysters, Dear, We Can Begin To Feed!

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Is All Our Life, Then But A Dream Seen Faintly In The Golden Gleam Athwart Time's Dark Resistless Stream?

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Curtsey While You're Thinking What To Say. It Saves Time.

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How Doth The Little Crocodile Improve His Shining Tail, And Pour The Waters Of The Nile On Every Golden Scale! How Cheerfully He Seems To Grin, How Neatly He Spreads His Claws, And Welcomes Little Fishes In, With Gently Smiling Jaws!

What Do You Suppose Is The Use Of A Child Without Any Meaning? Even A Joke Should Have Some Meaning-- And A Child's More Imporant Than A Joke, I Hope. You Couldn't Deny That, Even If You Tried With Both Hands.

By Which I Get My Wealth-- And Very Gladly Will I Drink Your Honour's Noble Health.

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We Haven't Any And You're Too Young.

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I'm Doubtful About The Temper Of Your Flamingo. Shall I Try The Experiment?

Soup Of The Evening, Beautiful Soup!

Plain Superficiality Is The Character Of A Speech, In Which Any Two Points Being Taken, The Speaker Is Found To Lie Wholly With Regard To Those Two Points.

I Have Proved By Actual Trial That A Letter, That Takes An Hour To Write, Takes Only About 3 Minutes To Read!

If You Drink Much From A Bottle Marked 'poison' It Is Certain To Disagree With You Sooner Or Later.

For The Snark Was A Boojum, You See.

Sentence First, Verdict Afterwards.

Alice! A Childish Story Take, And With A Gentle Hand, Lay It Where Childhood's Dreams Are Twined In Memory's Mystic Band, Like Pilgrim's Withered Wreath Of Flowers Plucked In Far-off Land.

Tis A Secret: None Knows How It Comes, How It Goes: But The Name Of The Secret Is Love!

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The Vast Unfathomable Sea Is But A Notion-unto Me.

'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 Caterpillar And Alice Looked At Each Other For Some Time In Silence: At Last The Caterpillar Took The Hookah Out Of Its Mouth.

When You Are Describing, A Shape, Or Sound, Or Tint; Don't State The Matter Plainly, But Put It In A Hint; And Learn To Look At All Things, With A Sort Of Mental Squint.

I'm Not Strange, Weird, Off, Nor Crazy, My Reality Is Just Different From Yours.

There Are Three Hundred And Sixty-four Days When You Might Get Un-birthday Presents, And Only One For Birthday Presents, You Know.

What Does It Matter Where My Body Happens To Be?' He Said. 'my Mind Goes On Working All The Same.

You Won't Make Yourself A Bit Realer By Crying.

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Somehow It Seems To Fill My Head With Ideas - Only I Don't Exactly Know What They Are!

In A Wonderland They Lie, Dreaming As The Days Go By, Dreaming As The Summers Die: Ever Drifting Down The Stream- Lingering In The Golden Gleam- Life, What Is It But A Dream?

Fading, With The Night, The Memory Of A Dead Love, And The Withered Leaves Of A Blighted Hope, And The Sickly Repinings And Moody Regrets That Numb The Best Energies Of The Soul: And Rising, Broadening, Rolling Upward Like A Living Flood, The Manly Resolve, And The Dauntless Will, And The Heavenward Gaze Of Faith-the Substance Of Things Hoped For, The Evidence Of Things Not Seen!

I Know Who I Was When I Got Up This Morning, But I Think I Must Have Been Changed Several Times Since Then

You Can't Be That Good; You Work For Me.

When You Have Made A Thorough And Reasonably Long Effort, To Understand A Thing, And Still Feel Puzzled By It, Stop, You Will Only Hurt Yourself By Going On.

To Me It Seems That To Give Happiness Is A Far Nobler Goal That To Attain It: And That What We Exist For Is Much More A Matter Of Relations To Others Than A Matter Of Individual Progress: Much More A Matter Of Helping Others To Heaven Than Of Getting There Ourselves.

It's Too Late To Correct It: When You've Once Said A Thing, That Fixes It, And You Must Take The Consequences.

With A Sort Of Mental Squint.

I'm Very Brave Generally,' He Went On In A Low Voice: 'only Today I Happen To Have A Headache.' (tweedledum)

Thy Loving Smile Will Surely Hail The Love-gift Of A Fairy Tale.

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

I Once Delivered A Simple Ball, Which I Was Told, Had It Gone Far Enough, Would Have Been Considered A Wide

When She Thought It Over Afterwards It Occurred To Her That She Ought To Have Wondered At This, But At The Time It All Seemed Quite Natural

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I Think I Should Understand That Better, If I Had It Written Down: But I Can't Quite Follow It As You Say It.

Be Sure The Safest Rule Is That We Should Not Dare To Live In Any Scene In Which We Dare Not Die.

If It Had Grown Up, It Would Have Made A Dreadfully Ugly Child; But It Makes Rather A Handsome Pig, I Think.

"well, I Never Heard It Before," Said The Mock Turtle; "but It Sounds Uncommon Nonsense."

It'll Be No Use Their Putting Their Heads Down And Saying "come Up Again, Dear!" I Shall Only Look Up And Say "who Am I Then? Tell Me That First, And Then, If I Like Being That Person, I'll Come Up: If Not, I'll Stay Down Here Till I'm Somebody Else"--but, Oh Dear!' Cried Alice, With A Sudden Burst Of Tears, 'i Do Wish They Would Put Their Heads Down! I Am So Very Tired Of Being All Alone Here!

“i Don't Like The Look Of It At All,” Said The King: “however, It May Kiss My Hand, If It Likes.” “i'd Rather Not,” The Cat Remarked.

I Can't Explain Myself, I'm Afraid, Sir,' Said Alice, 'because I'm Not Myself You See.

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Photography Is My One Recreation And I Think It Should Be Done Well.

What I Tell You Three Times Is True.

He Said He Would Come In,' The White Queen Went On, `because He Was Looking For A Hippopotamus. Now, As It Happened, There Wasn't Such A Thing In The House, That Morning.' Is There Generally?' Alice Asked In An Astonished Tone. Well, Only On Thursdays,' Said The Queen.

"well, It's No Use Your Talking About Waking Him," Said Tweedledum, "when You're Only One Of The Things In His Dream. You Know Very Well You're Not Real."

All In The Golden Afternoon Full Leisurely We Glide; For Both Our Oars, With Little Skill, By Little Arms Are Plied, While Little Hands Make Vain Pretence Our Wanderings To Guide.

Well, When One's Lost, I Suppose It's Good Advice To Stay Where You Are Until Someone Finds You.

The Queen Of Hearts, She Made Some Tarts, All On A Summer Day: The Knave Of Hearts, He Stole Those Tarts, And Took Them Quite Away!

Oh, 'tis Love, 'tis Love That Makes The World Go Round.

Read The Directions And Directly You Will Be Directed In The Right Direction.

Right Direction

Whenever The Horse Stopped (which It Did Very Often), He Fell Off In Front; And, Whenever It Went On Again (which It Generally Did Rather Suddenly), He Fell Off Behind. Otherwise He Kept On Pretty Well, Except That He Had A Habit Of Now And Then Falling Off Sideways; And, As He Generally Did This On The Side On Which Alice Was Walking, She Soon Found That It Was The Best Plan Not To Walk Quite Close To The Horse.

One Of The Deepest Motives (as You Are Aware) In The Human Beast (so Deep That Many Have Failed To Detect It) Is Alliteration.

‎you're Not The Same As You Were Before," He Said. You Were Much More... Muchier... You've Lost Your Muchness.

I Could Tell You My Adventures—beginning From This Morning,” Said Alice A Little Timidly; “but It’s No Use Going Back To Yesterday, Because I Was A Different Person Then.

Still She Haunts Me, Phantomwise, Alice Moving Under Skies Never Seen By Waking Eyes.

Yet What Are All Such Gaieties To Me Whose Thoughts Are Full Of Indices And Surds?

If You Want To Inspire Confidence, Give Plenty Of Statistics. It Does Not Matter That They Should Be Accurate, Or Even Intelligible, As Long As There Is Enough Of Them.

Un-dish-cover The Fish, Or Dishcover The Riddle.

"all Right", Said The Cat; And This Time It Vanished Quite Slowly, Beginning With The End Of The Tail, And Ending With The Grin, Which Remained Some Time After The Rest Of It Had Gone.

But It's No Use Now," Thought Poor Alice, "to Pretend To Be Two People! Why, There's Ahrdly Enough Of Me Left To Make One Respectable Person!

Everything Is Funny, If You Can Laugh At It.

Do You Hear The Snow Against The Windowpanes, Kitty? How Nice And Soft It Sounds! Just As If Some One Was Kissing The Window All Over Outside. I Wonder If The Snow Loves The Trees And Fields, That It Kisses Them So Gently? And Then It Covers Them Up Snug, You Know, With A White Quilt; And Perhaps It Says, 'go To Sleep, Darlings, Till The Summer Comes Again.' And When They Wake Up In The Summer, Kitty, They Dress Themselves All In Green, And Dance About - Whenever The Wind Blows.

You Used To Be Much More..."muchier." You've Lost Your Muchness.

Why, You Might Just As Well Say That, I See What I Eat, Is The Same As, I Eat What I See.

Alice Had Begun With 'let's Pretend We're Kings And Queens;' And Her Sister, Who Liked Being Exact, Had Argued That They Couldn't, Because There Were Only Two Of Them, And Alice Hand Been Reduced At Last To Say, 'well, You Can Be One Of Them Then, And I'll Be The Rest.

'what Is The Use Of A Book', Thought Alice, 'without Pictures Or Conversations?'

Child Of The Pure Unclouded Brow And Dreaming Eyes Of Wonder! Though Time Be Fleet, And I And Thou Are Half A Life Asunder, Thy Loving Smile Will Surely Hail The Love-gift Of A Fairy-tale.

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 Rule Is, Jam Tomorrow And Jam Yesterday - But Never Jam Today.

The Good And Great Must Ever Shun That Reckless And Abandoned One Who Stoops To Perpetrate A Pun.

Take My Friends And My Home - As An Outcast I'll Roam: Take The Money I Have In The Bank: It Is Just What I Wish, But Deprive Me Of Fish, And My Life Would Indeed Be Blank.

In Autumn, When The Leaves Are Brown, Take Pen And Ink, And Write It Down.

Where One Is Hopelessly Undecided As To What To Say, There (as Confucius Would Have Said, If They Had Given Him The Opportunity) Silence Is Golden.

Which Form Of Proverb Do You Prefer Better Late Than Never, Or Better Never Than Late?

Better Late Than Never

I'll Try If I Know All The Things I Used To Know. Let Me See: Four Times Five Is Twelve, And Four Times Six Is Thirteen, And Four Times Seven Is - Oh Dear! I Shall Never Get To Twenty At That Rate!

And If He Left Off Dreaming About You, Where Do You Suppose You'd Be?

Through The Looking Glass

One! Two! And Through And Through The Vorpal Blade Went Snickersnack! He Left It Dead, And With Its Head He Went Galumphing Back.

I Wish I Could Manage To Be Glad! Only I Never Can Remember The Rule. You Must Be Very Happy, Living In This Wood, And Being Glad Whenever You Like!

I Have Seen So Many Extraordinary Things, Nothing Seems Extraordinary Any More

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

Who Did You Pass On The Road?" The King Went On, Holding Out His Hand To The Messenger For Some More Hay. "nobody," Said The Messenger. "quite Right," Said The King; "this Young Lady Saw Him Too. So Of Course Nobody Walks Slower Than You." "i Do My Best," The Messenger Said In A Sullen Tone. "i'm Sure Nobody Walks Much Faster Than I Do!" "he Can't Do That," Said The King, "or Else He'd Have Been Here First.

I Wonder If The Snow Loves The Trees And Fields, That It Kisses Them So Gently? And Then It Covers Them Up Snug, You Know, With A White Quilt; And Perhaps It Says "go To Sleep, Darlings, Till The Summer Comes Again.

You Know," He (tweedledee) Added Very Gravely, "it's One Of The Most Serious Things That Can Possibly Happen To One In A Battle--to Get One's Head Cut Off." Pg. 199

Anon, To Sudden Silence Won, In Fancy They Pursue The Dream-child Moving Through The Land Of Wonders Wild And New, In Friendly Chat With Bird Or Beast - And Half Believe It True.

I'm Very Much Afraid I Didn't Mean Anything But Nonsense. Still, You Know, 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 Means. So, Whatever Good Meanings Are In The Book, I'm Glad To Accept As The Meaning Of The Book.

Who Are You?" This Was Not An Encouraging Opening For A Conversation. Alice Replied, Rather Shyly, I--i Hardly Know, Sir, Just At Present-- At Least I Know Who I Was When I Got Up This Morning, But I Think I Must Have Been Changed Several Times Since Then.

If Only I Could Manage, Without Annoyance To My Family, To Get Imprisoned For 10 Years, "without Hard Labour," And With The Use Of Books And Writing Materials, It Would Be Simply Delightful!

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

"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.

We Are But Older Children, Dear, Who Fret To Find Our Bedtime Near.

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

She's Stark Raving Mad!

I Said You Looked Like An Egg, Sir. And Some Eggs Are Very Pretty, You Know.

Through The Looking Glass

When The Sands Are All Dry, He Is Gay As A Lark, And Will Talk In Contemptuous Tones Of The Shark: But, When The Tide Rises And Sharks Are Around, His Voice Has A Timid And Tremulous Sound.

It Is Always Allowable To Ask For Artichoke Jelly With Your Boiled Venison; However There Are Houses Where This Is Not Supplied.

If He Smiled Much More, The Ends Of His Mouth Might Meet Behind, And Then I Don't Know What Would Happen To His Head! I'm Afraid It Would Come Off!

She Felt A Little Nervous About This; 'for It Might End, You Know,' Said Alice To Herself, 'in My Going Out Altogether, Like A Candle. I Wonder What I Should Be Like Then?' And She Tried To Fancy What The Flame Of A Candle Looks Like After The Candle Is Blown Out, For She Could Not Remember Ever Having Seen Such A Thing.

One Thing Was Certain, That The White Kitten Had Had Nothing To Do With It-- It Was The Black Kitten's Fault Entirely.

It's Jam Every Other Day: To-day Isn't Any Other Day, You Know.

Through The Looking Glass

I Cannot Even Pretend To Feel As Much Interest In Boys As In Girls.

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