Why is a raven like a writing desk?
If everybody minded their own business... the world would go round a deal faster than it does.
I can't go back to yesterday - because I was a different person then.
Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time.
Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end; then stop.
Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it.
Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle.
'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.'
'What is the use of a book', thought Alice, 'without pictures or conversations?'
You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret... All the best people are!
I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then
Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.
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.
I don't think..." then you shouldn't talk, said the Hatter.
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!
If you don't know where you're going any road will do
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?
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!