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First, I Hate All Theological Controversy: It Is Wearing To The Temper, And Is I Believe (at All Events When Viva Voce) Worse Than Useless.

I Never Thought Of That Before! It's My Opinion That You Never Think At All.

I Wonder If I've Been Changed In The Night. Let Me Think. Was I The Same When I Got Up This Morning? I Almost Think I Can Remember Feeling A Little Different. But If I'm Not The Same, The Next Question Is 'who In The World Am I?' Ah, That's The Great Puzzle!

'have Some Wine,' The March Hare Said In An Encouraging Tone. Alice Looked Around The Table, But There Was Nothing On It But Tea. 'i Don't See Any Wine,' She Remarked. 'there Isn't Any,' Said The March Hare.

There Are Certain Things--as, A Spider, A Ghost, The Income-tax, Gout, An Umbrella For Three-- That I Hate, But The Thing That I Hate The Most Is A Thing They Call The Sea.

Some Children Have The Most Disagreeable Way Of Getting Grown-up

Magnitudes Are Algebraically Represented By Letter, Men By Men Of Letters, And So On.

She Tried To Fancy What The Flame Of A Candle Is Like After The Candle Is Blown Out, For She Could Not Remember Ever Having Seen Such A Thing.

'what's The Use Of Their Having Names The Gnat Said, 'if They Won't Answer To Them?' 'no Use To Them,' Said Alice; 'but It's Useful To The People Who Name Them, I Suppose. If Not, Why Do Things Have Names At All?' 'i Can't Say,' The Gnat Replied.

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

Forbid The Day When Vivisection Shall Be Practised In Every College And School, And When The Man Of Science, Looking Forth Over A World Which Will Then Own No Other Sway Than His, Shall Exult In The Thought That He Has Made Of This Fair Earth, If Not A Heaven, At Least A Hell For Animals.

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.

And If You Take One From Three Hundred And Sixty-five What Remains?" "three Hundred And Sixty-four, Of Course." Humpty Dumpty Looked Doubtful, "i'd Rather See That Done On Paper," He Said.

Burning With Curiosity

May We Not Then Sometimes Define Insanity As An Inability To Distinguish Which Is The Waking And Which The Sleeping Life? We Often Dream Without The Least Suspicion Of Unreality: 'sleep Hath Its Own World', And It Is Often As Lifelike As The Other.

You Couldn't Have It If You Did Want It.

Through The Looking Glass

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

Mad Hatter: Would You Like A Little More Tea? Alice: Well, I Haven't Had Any Yet, So I Can't Very Well Take More. March Hare: Ah, You Mean You Can't Very Well Take Less. Mad Hatter: Yes. You Can Always Take More Than Nothing.

“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.

Twas Brillig, And The Slithy Toves Did Gyre And Gimble In The Wabe: All Mimsy Were The Borogoves, And The Mome Raths Outgrabe.

Through The Looking Glass

"i See Nobody On The Road," Said Alice. "i Only Wish I Had Such Eyes," The King Remarked In A Fretful Tone. "to Be Able To See Nobody! And At That Distance Too! Why, It's As Much As I Can Do To See Real People, By This Light."

Everything's Got A Moral, If Only You Can Find It.

Of Course It Is,’ Said The Duchess, Who Seemed Ready To Agree To Everything That Alice Said; ‘there’s A Large Mustard-mine Near Here. And The Moral Of That Is– “the More There Is Of Mine, The Less There Is Of Yours.

In Fact, Now I Come To Think Of It, Do We Decide Questions, At All? We Decide Answers, No Doubt: But Surely The Questions Decide Us? It Is The Dog, You Know, That Wags The Tail--not The Tail That Wags The Dog.

I'd Give All The Wealth That Years Have Piled, The Slow Result Of Life's Decay, To Be Once More A Little Child For One Bright Summer Day.

What A Funny Watch!’ She Remarked. ‘it Tells The Day Of The Month, And Doesn’t Tell What O’clock It Is!’ ‘why Should It?’ Muttered The Hatter. ‘does Your Watch Tell You What Year It Is?’ ‘of Course Not,’ Alice Replied Very Readily: ‘but That’s Because It Stays The Same Year For Such A Long Time Together.’ ‘which Is Just The Case With Mine,’ Said The Hatter.

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

Through The Looking Glass

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?

She Was A Little Startled By Seeing The Cheshire Cat Sitting On A Bough Of A Tree A Few Yards Off. The Cat Only Grinned When It Saw Alice.

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

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

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

Through The Looking Glass

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.

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."

Now, Here, You See, It Takes All The Running You Can Do, To Keep In The Same Place. If You Want To Get Somewhere Else, You Must Run At Least Twice As Fast As That!

You Have To Run As Fast As You Can Just To Stay Where You Are. If You Want To Get Anywhere, You'll Have To Run Much Faster.

Have I Gone Mad? Im Afraid So, But Let Me Tell You Something, The Best People Usualy Are.

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

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!

Which Way You Ought To Go Depends On Where You Want To Get To.

Sometimes I've Believed As Many As Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast.

Off With Their Heads!

Alice Thought To Herself, 'then There's No Use In Speaking.' The Voices Didn't Join In This Time, As She Hadn't Spoken, But To Her Great Surprise, They All Thought In Chorus (i Hope You Understand What Thinking In Chorus Means--for I Must Confess That I Don't), 'better Say Nothing At All. Language Is Worth A Thousand Pounds A Word!

Be Who You Are, Said The Duchess To Alice, Or, If You Would Like It Put More Simply, Never Try To Be What You Might Have Been Or Could Have Been Other Than What You Should Have Been.

The Rule Is, Jam Tomorrow And Jam Yesterday-but Never Jam Today It Must Come Sometime To Jam Today, Alice Objected No It Can't Said The Queen It's Jame Every Other Day. Today Isn't Any Other Day, You Know

My View Of Life Is, That It's Next To Impossible To Convince Anybody Of Anything.

'but I Don't Want To Go Among Mad People,' Said Alice. 'oh, You Can't Help That,' Said The Cat. 'we're All Mad Here.'

If Doubtful Whether To End With "yours Faithfully," Or "yours Truly," Or "yours Most Truly," &c. (there Are At Least A Dozen Varieties, Before You Reach "yours Affectionately"), Refer To Your Correspondent's Last Letter, And Make Your Winding-up At Least As Friendly As His: In Fact, Even If A Shade More Friendly, It Will Do No Harm!

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

Be Sure The Safest Rule Is That We Should Not Dare To Live In Any Scene In Which We Dare Not Die. But, Once Realise What The True Object Is In Life That It Is Not Pleasure, Not Knowledge, Not Even Fame Itself, 'that Last Infirmity Of Noble Minds' But That It Is The Development Of Character, The Rising To A Higher, Nobler, Purer Standard, The Building-up Of The Perfect Man And Then, So Long As We Feel That This Is Going On, And Will (we Trust) Go On For Evermore, Death Has For Us No Terror; It Is Not A Shadow, But A Light; Not An End, But A Beginning!

Well That Was The Silliest Tea Party I Ever Went To! I Am Never Going Back There Again!

Alice Laughed. 'there's No Use Trying,' She Said. 'one Can't Believe Impossible Things.' I Daresay You Haven't Had Much Practice,' Said The Queen. 'when I Was Your Age, I Always Did It For Half-an-hour A Day. Why, Sometimes I've Believed As Many As Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast. There Goes The Shawl Again!

I'm Getting Rather Hoarse, I Fear, After So Much Reciting: So, If You Don't Object, My Dear, We'll Try A Glass Of Bitter Beer - I Think It Looks Inviting.

Crawling At Your Feet,' Said The Gnat (alice Drew Her Feet Back In Some Alarm), `you May Observe A Bread-and-butterfly. Its Wings Are Thin Slices Of Bread-and-butter, Its Body Is A Crust, And Its Head Is A Lump Of Sugar.' And What Does It Live On?' Weak Tea With Cream In It.' A New Difficulty Came Into Alice's Head. `supposing It Couldn't Find Any?' She Suggested. Then It Would Die, Of Course.' But That Must Happen Very Often,' Alice Remarked Thoughtfully. It Always Happens,' Said The Gnat.

This Piece Of Rudeness Was More Than Alice Could Bear: She Got Up In Great Disgust, And Walked Off; The Dormouse Fell Asleep Instantly, And Neither Of The Others Took The Least Notice Of Her Going, Though She Looked Back Once Or Twice, Half Hoping That They Would Call After Her: The Last Time She Saw Them, They Were Trying To Put The Dormouse Into The Teapot. At Any Rate I'll Never Go There Again!' Said Alice As She Picked Her Way Through The Wood. "it's The Stupidest Tea-party I Ever Was At In All My Life!

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!

She Generally Gave Herself Very Good Advice, (though She Very Seldom Followed It).

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.

Always Speak The Truth, Think Before You Speak, And Write It Down Afterwards.

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.

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Bat How I Wonder What You're At! Up Above The World You Fly, Like A Tea-tray In The Sky.

Do You Suppose She's A Wildflower?

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

But I Was Thinking Of A Way To Feed Oneself On Batter, And So Go On From Day To Day Getting A Little Fatter.

Do Not, Oh Do Not Indulge Such A Wild Idea That A Newspaper Might Err! If So What Have We To Trust In This Age Of Sham?

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

Where Do You Come From? And Where Are You Going? Look Up, Speak Nicely, And Don't Twiddle Your Fingers All The Time.

For First You Write A Sentence, And Then You Chop It Small; Then Mix The Bits And Sort Them Out Just As They Chance To Fall: The Order Of The Phrases Makes No Difference At All.

With A Sort Of Mental Squint.

Come, My Child," I Said, Trying To Lead Her Away. "wish Good-bye To The Poor Hare, And Come And Look For Blackberries." "good-bye, Poor Hare!" Sylvie Obediently Repeated, Looking Over Her Shoulder At It As We Turned Away. And Then, All In A Moment, Her Self-command Gave Way. Pulling Her Hand Out Of Mine, She Ran Back To Where The Dead Hare Was Lying, And Flung Herself Down At Its Side In Such An Agony Of Grief As I Could Hardly Have Believed Possible In So Young A Child. "oh, My Darling, My Darling!" She Moaned, Over And Over Again. "and God Meant Your Life To Be So Beautiful!

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

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

So She Sat On With Closed Eyes, And Half Believed Herself In Wonderland, Though She Knew She Had But To Open Them Again, And All Would Change To Dull Reality.

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

Better Late Than Never

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!

Reeling And Writhing Of Course, To Begin With,' The Mock Turtle Replied, 'and The Different Branches Of Arithmetic-ambition, Distraction, Uglification, And Derision.

Beware The Jabberwock, My Son The Jaws That Bite, The Claws That Catch! Beware The Jubjub Bird, And Shun The Frumious Bandersnatch!

I Give Myself Very Good Advice, But I Very Seldom Follow It.

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

Alice Tried Another Question. "what Sort Of People Live About Here?" "in That Direction," The Cat Said, Waving Its Right Paw Round, "lives A Hatter: And In That Direction," Waving The Other Paw, "lives A March Hare. Visit Either You Like: They're Both Mad." "but I Don't Want To Go Among Mad People," Alice Remarked. "oh, You Can't Help That," Said The Cat: "we're All Mad Here. I'm Mad. You're Mad." "how Do You Know I'm Mad?" Said Alice. "you Must Be," Said The Cat, "or You Wouldn't Have Come Here."

I Confess I Do Not Admire Naked Boys. They Always Seem To Me To Need Clothes, Whereas One Hardly Sees Why The Lovely Forms Of Girls Should Ever Be Covered Up.

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

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!

If You Don't Know Where You're Going Any Road Will Do

The Master Was An Old Turtle--we Used To Call Him Tortoise--' Why Did You Call Him Tortoise, If He Wasn't One?' Alice Asked. We Called Him Tortoise Because He Taught Us,' Said The Mock Turtle Angrily; 'really You Are Very Dull!' You Ought To Be Ashamed Of Yourself For Asking Such A Simple Question,' Added The Gryphon; And Then They Both Sat Silent And Looked At Poor Alice, Who Felt Ready To Sink Into The Earth.

Everything Is Funny, If You Can Laugh At It.

All That Matters Is What We Do For Each Other.

Alice: This Is Impossible. The Mad Hatter: Only If You Believe It Is.

Can You Row?" The Sheep Asked, Handing Her A Pair Of Knitting-needles As She Spoke. "yes, A Little--but Not On Land--and Not With Needles--" Alice Was Beginning To Say.

If You Set To Work To Believe Everything, You Will Tire Out The Believing-muscles Of Your Mind, And Then You'll Be So Weak You Won't Be Able To Believe The Simplest True Things.

'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.'

Either It Brings Tears To Their Eyes, Or Else -" "or Else What?" Said Alice, For The Knight Had Made A Sudden Pause. "or Else It Doesn't, You Know.

A Tale Begun In Other Days, When Summer Suns Were Glowing - A Simple Chime, That Served To Time The Rhythm Of Your Rowing - Whose Echoes Live In Memory Yet, Though Envious Years Would Say 'forget.

She's Stark Raving Mad!

Well, "slithy" Means "lithe And Slimy." "lithe" Is The Same As "active." You See It's Like A Portmanteau - There Are Two Meanings Packed Up Into One Word.

Through The Looking Glass

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

They've A Temper, Some Of Them - Particularly Verbs, They're The Proudest - Adjectives You Can Do Anything With, But Not Verbs.

Through The Looking Glass

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.

There Ought To Be A Book Written About Me, That There Ought!

Alice In Wonderland Alice

Alice Adventures In Wonderland

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

Yes, That's It! Said The Hatter With A Sigh, It's Always Tea Time.

What A Strange World We Live In...said Alice To The Queen Of Hearts

Where Should I Go?" -alice. "that Depends On Where You Want To End Up." - The Cheshire Cat.

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

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.

Twenty Thousand Thieves Landed At Hastings. These Founders Of The House Of Lords Were Greedy And Ferocious Dragoons, Sons Of Greedy And Ferocious Pirates... Such, However, Is The Illusion Of Antiquity And Wealth, That Decent And Dignified Men Now Existing, Boast Their Descent From These Filthy Thieves, Who Showed A Far Juster Conviction Of Their Own Merits, By Assuming For Their Types The Swine, Goat, Jackal, Leopard, Wolf, And Snake, Which They Severally Resembled.

The Further Off From England The Nearer Is To France- Then Turn Not Pale, Beloved Snail, But Come And Join The Dance.

"can You Do Addition?" The White Queen Said. "what's One And One And One And One And One And One And One And One And One And One?" "i Don't Know," Said Alice. "i Lost Count." "she Can't Do Addition," The Red Queen Interrupted.

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

I Should Like The Whole Race Of Nurses To Be Abolished: Children Should Be With Their Mother As Much As Possible, In My Opinion.

All Too Soon Will Childhood Gay Realise Life's Sober Sadness. Let's Be Merry While We May, Innocent And Happy Fay! Elves Were Made For Gladness!

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

Through The Looking Glass

And Thus They Give The Time, That Nature Meant For Peaceful Sleep And Meditative Snores, To Ceaseless Din And Mindless Merriment And Waste Of Shoes And Floors.

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

And, Has Thou Slain The Jabberwock? Come To My Arms, My Beamish Boy! O Frabjous Day! Callooh! Callay! He Chortled In His Joy.

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

She Who Saves A Single Soul, Saves The Universe.

A Thick Stick In One's Hand Makes People Respectful.

Whatever Is Worth Doing Is Worth Doing Well.

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

The Hurrier I Go, The Behinder I Get.

You May Charge Me With Murder--or Want Of Sense-- (we Are All Of Us Weak At Times): But The Slightest Approach To A False Pretence Was Never Among My Crimes!

It’s A Miserable Story!” Said Bruno. “it Begins Miserably, And It Ends Miserablier. I Think I Shall Cry. Sylvie, Please Lend Me Your Handkerchief.” “i Haven’t Got It With Me,” Sylvie Whispered. “then I Won’t Cry,” Said Bruno Manfully.

'who's Been Repeating All That Hard Stuff To You?' 'i Read It In A Book,' Said Alice. 'but I Had Some Poetry Repeated To Me, Much Easier Than That, By - Tweedledee, I Think It Was.' 'as To Poetry, You Know,' Said Humpty Dumpty, Stretching Out One Of His Great Hands, 'i Can Repeat Poetry As Well As Other Folk, If It Comes To That - ' 'oh, It Needn't Come To That!' Alice Hastily Said, Hoping To Keep Him From Beginning.

I Dare Say You Never Even Spoke To Time!" "perhaps Not," Alice Cautiously Replied; "but I Know I Have To Beat Time When I Listen To Music." "ah! That Accounts For It," Said The Hatter. "he Won't Stand A Beating. Now, If Only You Kept On Good Terms With Him, He'd Do Almost Anything You Like With The Clock.

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

"take Some More Tea," The March Hare Said To Alice, Very Earnestly. "i've Had Nothing Yet," Alice Replied In An Offended Tone, "so I Can't Take More."

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

You Evidently Do Not Suffer From "quotation-hunger" As I Do! I Get All The Dictionaries Of Quotations I Can Meet With, As I Always Want To Know Where A Quotation Comes From.

No Ghost Of Any Common Sense Begins A Conversation

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.

Curiouser And Curiouser.

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

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

Through The Looking Glass

Beautiful Soup! Who Cares For Fish, Game Or Any Other Dish? Who Would Not Give All Else For Two Pennyworth Of Beautiful Soup?

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

Alice Adventures In Wonderland

When I’m A Duchess,” She Said To Herself (not In A Very Hopeful Tone Though), “i Won’t Have Any Pepper In My Kitchen At All. Soup Does Very Well Without. Maybe It’s Always Pepper That Makes People Hot-tempered,” She Went On, Very Much Pleased At Having Found Out A New Kind Of Rule, “and Vinegar That Makes Them Sour—and Camomile That Makes Them Bitter—and—and Barley-sugar And Such Things That Make Children Sweet-tempered. I Only Wish People Knew That; Then They Wouldn’t Be So Stingy About It, You Know—

Come Back!" The Caterpillar Called After Her. "i've Something Important To Say." This Sounded Promising, Certainly. Alice Turned And Came Back Again. "keep Your Temper," Said The Caterpillar.

We're All Mad Here.

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

Extraordinary Things

Well! I've Often Seen A Cat Without A Grin,' Thought Alice 'but A Grin Without A Cat! It's The Most Curious Thing I Ever Saw In My Life!

For The Snark Was A Boojum, You See.

She's In That State Of Mind That She Wants To Deny Something Only She Doesn't Know What To Deny!

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

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!

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

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

Would You Tell Me, Please, Which Way I Ought To Go From Here?" "that Depends A Good Deal On Where You Want To Get To." "i Don't Much Care Where –" "then It Doesn't Matter Which Way You Go.

Death Is Always Sad, I Suppose, To Us Who Look Forward To It: I Expect It Will Seem Very Different When We Can Look Back Upon It.

If I Had A World Of My Own, Everything Would Be Nonsense. Nothing Would Be What It Is, Because Everything Would Be What It Isn't. And Contrariwise, What It Is, It Wouldn't Be. And What It Wouldn't Be It Would. You See?

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

"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."

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.

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.

'i Beg Your Pardon?' Alice Said With A Puzzled Air. 'i'm Not Offended,' Said Humpty Dumpty.

The Vast Unfathomable Sea Is But A Notion-unto 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.

No Good Fish Goes Anywhere Without A Porpoise.

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.

It Often Runs In Families," She Remarked: "just As A Love For Pastry Does.

So She Was Considering In Her Own Mind...whether The Pleasure Of Making A Daisy-chain Would Be Worth The Trouble Of Getting Up & Picking The Daisies.

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

You're Entirely Bonkers. But I'll Tell You A Secret... All The Best People Are!

Is Life Itself A Dream, I Wonder?

Epithets, Like Pepper, Give Zest To What You Write; And If You Strew Them Sparely, They Whet The Appetite: But If You Lay Them On Too Thick, You Spoil The Matter Quite!

I Can't Go Back To Yesterday - Because I Was A Different Person Then.

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

Alice In Wonderland Book

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

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

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

Contrariwise, If It Was So, It Might Be; And If It Were So, It Would Be; But As It Isn't, It Ain't. That's Logic.

Mathematical Logic

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.

You're Thinking About Something, My Dear, And That Makes You Forget To Talk. I Can't Tell You Just Now What The Moral Of That Is, But I Shall Remember It In A Bit." "perhaps It Hasn't One," Alice Ventured To Remark. "tut, Tut, Child!" Said The Duchess. "everything's Got A Moral, If Only You Can Find It.

The Mad Hatter: "would You Like Some Wine?" Alice: "yes..." The Mad Hatter: "we Haven't Any And You're Too Young.

I Said It In Hebrew—i Said It In Dutch— I Said It In German And Greek; But I Wholly Forgot (and It Vexes Me Much) That English Is What You Speak!

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!

Mad Hatter: “why Is A Raven Like A Writing-desk?” “have You Guessed The Riddle Yet?” The Hatter Said, Turning To Alice Again. “no, I Give It Up,” Alice Replied: “what’s The Answer?” “i Haven’t The Slightest Idea,” Said The Hatter

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.

When I Used To Read Fairy-tales, I Fancied That Kind Of Thing Never Happened, And Now Here I Am In The Middle Of One!

'always Speak The Truth - Think Before You Speak - And Write It Down Afterwards.' 'i'm Sure I Didn't Mean - ' Alice Was Beginning, But The Red Queen Interrupted Her Impatiently. 'that's Just What I Complain Of! You Should Have Meant! What Do You Suppose Is The Use Of Child Without Any Meaning? Even A Joke Should Have Some Meaning - And A Child's More Important Than A Joke, I Hope.

If You Do Not Know Where You Want To Go, It Doesn't Matter Which Path You Take.

I Wish I Hadn't Cried So Much!” Said Alice, As She Swam About, Trying To Find Her Way Out. I Shall Be Punished For It Now, I Suppose, By Being Drowned In My Own Tears !

Alice Came To A Fork In The Road. 'which Road Do I Take?' She Asked. 'where Do You Want To Go?' Responded The Cheshire Cat. 'i Don't Know,' Alice Answered. 'then,' Said The Cat, 'it Doesn't Matter.

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?

No, No! The Adventures First, Explanations Take Such A Dreadful Time.

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

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.

The Red Queen Shook Her Head. "you May Call It 'nonsense' If You Like," She Said, "but I've Heard Nonsense, Compared With Which That Would Be As Sensible As A Dictionary!

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.

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

I Mean, What Is An Un-birthday Present?" A Present Given When It Isn't Your Birthday, Of Course." Alice Considered A Little. "i Like Birthday Presents Best," She Said At Last. You Don't Know What You're Talking About!" Cried Humpty Dumpty. "how Many Days Are There In A Year?" Three Hundred And Sixty-five," Said Alice. And How Many Birthdays Have You?" One.

When All Has Been Considered, It Seems To Me To Be The Irresistible Intuition That Infinite Punishment For Finite Sin Would Be Unjust, And Therefore Wrong. We Feel That Even Weak And Erring Man Would Shrink From Such An Act. And We Cannot Conceive Of God As Acting On A Lower Standard Of Right And Wrong.

Sentence First, Verdict Afterwards.

Begin At The Beginning And Go On Till You Come To The End; Then Stop.

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

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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

'speak When You're Spoken To!' The Queen Sharply Interrupted Her. 'but If Everybody Obeyed That Rule,' Said Alice, Who Was Always Ready For A Little Argument, 'and If You Only Spoke When You Were Spoken To, And The Other Person Always Waited For You To Begin, You See Nobody Would Ever Say Anything, So That - ' 'ridiculous!' Cried The Queen. 'why, Don't You See, Child - ' Here She Broke Off With A Frown, And, After Thinking For A Minute, Suddenly Changed The Subject Of The Conversation.

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!

The Chief Difficulty Alice Found At First Was In Managing Her Flamingo.

You Are Old Father William,' The Young Man Said, 'and Your Hair Has Become Very White; And Yet You Incessantly Stand On Your Head-do You Think, At Your Age, It Is Right?

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