Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle.
I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then
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.
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.
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.
The rule is, jam tomorrow and jam yesterday - but never jam today.
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.
Well, when one's lost, I suppose it's good advice to stay where you are until someone finds you.
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!
You're not the same as you were before," he said. You were much more... muchier... you've lost your muchness.
'The time has come,' the walrus said, 'to talk of many things: of shoes and ships - and sealing wax - of cabbages and kings.'
There is a place. Like no place on Earth. A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger! Some say to survive it: You need to be as mad as a hatter. Which luckily I am.
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.
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 can't be that good; you work for me.
Take care of the sense and the sounds will take care of themselves.
The proper definition of a man is an animal that writes letters.
Child of the pure, unclouded brow and dreaming eyes of wonder.
'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 I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense.
Curiouser and curiouser.
Little Alice fell d o w n the hOle, bumped her head and bruised her soul
She who saves a single soul, saves the universe.
Alice: I simply must get through! Doorknob: Sorry, you're much too big. Simply impassible. Alice: You mean impossible? Doorknob: No, impassible. Nothing's impossible.
Oh, 'tis love, 'tis love that makes the world go round.
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