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as sensible as a dictionary "humour" In Lewis Carroll's {Through the Looking Glass and what Alice found there (http://www.Germany.EU.net/books/carroll/alice.html)}, in the chapter {The Garden of Live Flowers (http://www.Germany.EU.net/books/carroll/alice_21.html
burble [Lewis Carroll's "Jabberwocky"] Like {flame}, but connotes that the source is truly clueless and ineffectual (mere flamers can be competent). A term of deep contempt. "There's some guy on the phone burbling about how he got a DISK FULL error and it's all our comm software's fault." This is mainstream slang in some parts of England. [{Jargon File}]
burble ::: [Lewis Carroll's Jabberwocky] Like flame, but connotes that the source is truly clueless and ineffectual (mere flamers can be competent). A term of deep error and it's all our comm software's fault. This is mainstream slang in some parts of England.[Jargon File]
Cf. B. Russell, Scientific Method in Philosophy; Lewis Carroll, "Achilles and the Tortoise," Mind.
README file ::: (convention) An introduction traditionally included in the top-level directory of a Unix source distribution, containing a pointer to more detailed be named README, or READ.ME, or rarely ReadMe or readme.txt or some other variant.In the Macintosh and IBM PC worlds, software is not usually distributed in source form, and the README is more likely to contain user-oriented material like last-minute documentation changes, error workarounds, and restrictions.The README convention probably follows the famous scene in Lewis Carroll's Alice's Adventures In Wonderland in which Alice confronts magic munchies labelled Eat Me and Drink Me.[Jargon File] (1995-02-28)
README file "convention, documentation" A {text file} traditionally included in the top-level {directory} of a {software} distribution, containing pointers to {documentation}, credits, revision history, notes, etc. Originally found in {Unix} source distributions, the convention has spread to many other products. The file may be named README, READ.ME, ReadMe or readme.txt or some other variant. In the {Macintosh} and {IBM PC} worlds, software is not usually distributed in source form, and the README is more likely to contain user-oriented material like last-minute documentation changes, error workarounds, and restrictions. The README convention probably follows the famous scene in Lewis Carroll's "Alice's Adventures In Wonderland" in which Alice confronts magic munchies labeled "Eat Me" and "Drink Me". [{Jargon File}] (1995-02-28)
Request For Comments "standard" (RFC) One of a series, begun in 1969, of numbered {Internet} informational documents and {standards} widely followed by commercial software and {freeware} in the {Internet} and {Unix} communities. Few RFCs are standards but all Internet standards are recorded in RFCs. Perhaps the single most influential RFC has been {RFC 822}, the Internet {electronic mail} format standard. The RFCs are unusual in that they are floated by technical experts acting on their own initiative and reviewed by the Internet at large, rather than formally promulgated through an institution such as {ANSI}. For this reason, they remain known as RFCs even once adopted as standards. The RFC tradition of pragmatic, experience-driven, after-the-fact standard writing done by individuals or small working groups has important advantages over the more formal, committee-driven process typical of {ANSI} or {ISO}. Emblematic of some of these advantages is the existence of a flourishing tradition of "joke" RFCs; usually at least one a year is published, usually on April 1st. Well-known joke RFCs have included 527 ("ARPAWOCKY", R. Merryman, UCSD; 22 June 1973), 748 ("Telnet Randomly-Lose Option", Mark R. Crispin; 1 April 1978), and 1149 ("A Standard for the Transmission of IP Datagrams on Avian Carriers", D. Waitzman, BBN STC; 1 April 1990). The first was a Lewis Carroll pastiche; the second a parody of the {TCP/IP} documentation style, and the third a deadpan skewering of standards-document legalese, describing protocols for transmitting Internet data packets by carrier pigeon. The RFCs are most remarkable for how well they work - they manage to have neither the ambiguities that are usually rife in informal specifications, nor the committee-perpetrated {misfeatures} that often haunt formal standards, and they define a network that has grown to truly worldwide proportions. {rfc.net (http://rfc.net/)}. {W3 (http://w3.org/hypertext/DataSources/Archives/RFC_sites.html)}. {JANET UK FTP (ftp://nic.ja.net/pub/newsfiles/JIPS/rfc)}. {Imperial College, UK FTP (ftp://src.doc.ic.ac.uk/rfc/)}. {Nexor UK (http://nexor.com/public/rfc/index/rfc.html)}. {Ohio State U (http://cis.ohio-state.edu/hypertext/faq/usenet/top.html)}. See also {For Your Information}, {STD}. (1997-11-10)
snark ::: [Lewis Carroll, via the Michigan Terminal System] 1. A system failure. When a user's process bombed, the operator would get the message Help, Help, Snark in MTS!2. More generally, any kind of unexplained or threatening event on a computer (especially if it might be a boojum). Often used to refer to an event or a log file entry that might indicate an attempted security violation. See snivitz.3. UUCP name of snark.thyrsus.com, home site of the Hacker Jargon File versions 2.*.*.[Jargon File]
snark [Lewis Carroll, via the Michigan Terminal System] 1. A system failure. When a user's process bombed, the operator would get the message "Help, Help, Snark in MTS!" 2. More generally, any kind of unexplained or threatening event on a computer (especially if it might be a boojum). Often used to refer to an event or a log file entry that might indicate an attempted security violation. See {snivitz}. 3. UUCP name of snark.thyrsus.com, home site of the Hacker {Jargon File} versions 2.*.*. [{Jargon File}]
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1:The simple joy of being." ~ Lewis Carroll, #KEYS
2:I hope you don't suppose those are real tears?" Tweedledum said. ~ Lewis Carroll, #KEYS
3:I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then. ~ Lewis Carroll, #KEYS
4:I'm afraid I can't explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see? ~ Lewis Carroll, #KEYS
5:Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle.' ~ Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland, #KEYS
6: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #KEYS
7: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? ~ Lewis Carroll, #KEYS
8:It's a great huge game of chess that's being played--all over the world--if this is the world at all, you know. Oh, what fun it is! How I wish I was one of them! I wouldn't mind being a Pawn, if only I might join--though of course I should like to be a Queen, best. ~ Lewis Carroll, #KEYS
9:Well, it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real...."
"If I wasn't real," Alice said, "I shouldn't be able to cry."
"I hope you don't suppose those are real tears?" Tweedledum said. ~ Lewis Carroll,#KEYS
10:If a man finds himself haunted by evil desires and unholy images, which will generally be at periodical hours, let him commit to memory passages of Scripture, or passages from the best writers in verse or prose. Let him store his mind with these, as safeguards to repeat when he lies awake in some restless night, or when despairing imaginations, or gloomy, suicidal thoughts, beset him. Let these be to him the sword, turning everywhere to keep the way of the Garden of Life from the intrusion of profaner footsteps. ~ Lewis Carroll, Sylvie and Bruno, [T6], #KEYS
11:One little picture in this book, the Magic Locket, was drawn by 'Miss Alice Havers.' I did not state this on the title-page, since it seemed only due, to the artist of all these (to my mind) wonderful pictures, that his name should stand there alone.
The descriptions, of Sunday as spent by children of the last generation, are quoted verbatim from a speech made to me by a child-friend and a letter written to me by a lady-friend.
The Chapters, headed 'Fairy Sylvie' and 'Bruno's Revenge,' are a reprint, with a few alterations, of a little fairy-tale which I wrote in the year 1867, at the request of the late Mrs. Gatty, for 'Aunt Judy's Magazine,' which she was then editing.
It was in 1874, I believe, that the idea first occurred to me of making it the nucleus of a longer story.
As the years went on, I jotted down, at odd moments, all sorts of odd ideas, and fragments of dialogue, that occurred to me--who knows how?--with a transitory suddenness that left me no choice but either to record them then and there, or to abandon them to oblivion. Sometimes one could trace to their source these random flashes of thought--as being suggested by the book one was reading, or struck out from the 'flint' of one's own mind by the 'steel' of a friend's chance remark but they had also a way of their own, of occurring, a propos of nothing --specimens of that hopelessly illogical phenomenon, 'an effect without a cause.' Such, for example, was the last line of 'The Hunting of the Snark,' which came into my head (as I have already related in 'The Theatre' for April, 1887) quite suddenly, during a solitary walk: and such, again, have been passages which occurred in dreams, and which I cannot trace to any antecedent cause whatever. There are at least two instances of such dream-suggestions in this book--one, my Lady's remark, 'it often runs in families, just as a love for pastry does', the other, Eric Lindon's badinage about having been in domestic service.
And thus it came to pass that I found myself at last in possession of a huge unwieldy mass of litterature--if the reader will kindly excuse the spelling --which only needed stringing together, upon the thread of a consecutive story, to constitute the book I hoped to write. Only! The task, at first, seemed absolutely hopeless, and gave me a far clearer idea, than I ever had before, of the meaning of the word 'chaos': and I think it must have been ten years, or more, before I had succeeded in classifying these odds-and-ends sufficiently to see what sort of a story they indicated: for the story had to grow out of the incidents, not the incidents out of the story I am telling all this, in no spirit of egoism, but because I really believe that some of my readers will be interested in these details of the 'genesis' of a book, which looks so simple and straight-forward a matter, when completed, that they might suppose it to have been written straight off, page by page, as one would write a letter, beginning at the beginning; and ending at the end.
It is, no doubt, possible to write a story in that way: and, if it be not vanity to say so, I believe that I could, myself,--if I were in the unfortunate position (for I do hold it to be a real misfortune) of being obliged to produce a given amount of fiction in a given time,--that I could 'fulfil my task,' and produce my 'tale of bricks,' as other slaves have done. One thing, at any rate, I could guarantee as to the story so produced--that it should be utterly commonplace, should contain no new ideas whatever, and should be very very weary reading!
This species of literature has received the very appropriate name of 'padding' which might fitly be defined as 'that which all can write and none can read.' That the present volume contains no such writing I dare not avow: sometimes, in order to bring a picture into its proper place, it has been necessary to eke out a page with two or three extra lines : but I can honestly say I have put in no more than I was absolutely compelled to do.
My readers may perhaps like to amuse themselves by trying to detect, in a given passage, the one piece of 'padding' it contains. While arranging the 'slips' into pages, I found that the passage was 3 lines too short. I supplied the deficiency, not by interpolating a word here and a word there, but by writing in 3 consecutive lines. Now can my readers guess which they are?
A harder puzzle if a harder be desired would be to determine, as to the Gardener's Song, in which cases (if any) the stanza was adapted to the surrounding text, and in which (if any) the text was adapted to the stanza.
Perhaps the hardest thing in all literature--at least I have found it so: by no voluntary effort can I accomplish it: I have to take it as it come's is to write anything original. And perhaps the easiest is, when once an original line has been struck out, to follow it up, and to write any amount more to the same tune. I do not know if 'Alice in Wonderland' was an original story--I was, at least, no conscious imitator in writing it--but I do know that, since it came out, something like a dozen storybooks have appeared, on identically the same pattern. The path I timidly explored believing myself to be 'the first that ever burst into that silent sea'--is now a beaten high-road: all the way-side flowers have long ago been trampled into the dust: and it would be courting disaster for me to attempt that style again.
Hence it is that, in 'Sylvie and Bruno,' I have striven with I know not what success to strike out yet another new path: be it bad or good, it is the best I can do. It is written, not for money, and not for fame, but in the hope of supplying, for the children whom I love, some thoughts that may suit those hours of innocent merriment which are the very life of Childhood; and also in the hope of suggesting, to them and to others, some thoughts that may prove, I would fain hope, not wholly out of harmony with the graver cadences of Life.
If I have not already exhausted the patience of my readers, I would like to seize this opportunity perhaps the last I shall have of addressing so many friends at once of putting on record some ideas that have occurred to me, as to books desirable to be written--which I should much like to attempt, but may not ever have the time or power to carry through--in the hope that, if I should fail (and the years are gliding away very fast) to finish the task I have set myself, other hands may take it up.
First, a Child's Bible. The only real essentials of this would be, carefully selected passages, suitable for a child's reading, and pictures. One principle of selection, which I would adopt, would be that Religion should be put before a child as a revelation of love--no need to pain and puzzle the young mind with the history of crime and punishment. (On such a principle I should, for example, omit the history of the Flood.) The supplying of the pictures would involve no great difficulty: no new ones would be needed : hundreds of excellent pictures already exist, the copyright of which has long ago expired, and which simply need photo-zincography, or some similar process, for their successful reproduction. The book should be handy in size with a pretty attractive looking cover--in a clear legible type--and, above all, with abundance of pictures, pictures, pictures!
Secondly, a book of pieces selected from the Bible--not single texts, but passages of from 10 to 20 verses each--to be committed to memory. Such passages would be found useful, to repeat to one's self and to ponder over, on many occasions when reading is difficult, if not impossible: for instance, when lying awake at night--on a railway-journey --when taking a solitary walk-in old age, when eyesight is failing or wholly lost--and, best of all, when illness, while incapacitating us for reading or any other occupation, condemns us to lie awake through many weary silent hours: at such a time how keenly one may realise the truth of David's rapturous cry "O how sweet are thy words unto my throat: yea, sweeter than honey unto my mouth!"
I have said 'passages,' rather than single texts, because we have no means of recalling single texts: memory needs links, and here are none: one may have a hundred texts stored in the memory, and not be able to recall, at will, more than half-a-dozen--and those by mere chance: whereas, once get hold of any portion of a chapter that has been committed to memory, and the whole can be recovered: all hangs together.
Thirdly, a collection of passages, both prose and verse, from books other than the Bible. There is not perhaps much, in what is called 'un-inspired' literature (a misnomer, I hold: if Shakespeare was not inspired, one may well doubt if any man ever was), that will bear the process of being pondered over, a hundred times: still there are such passages--enough, I think, to make a goodly store for the memory.
These two books of sacred, and secular, passages for memory--will serve other good purposes besides merely occupying vacant hours: they will help to keep at bay many anxious thoughts, worrying thoughts, uncharitable thoughts, unholy thoughts. Let me say this, in better words than my own, by copying a passage from that most interesting book, Robertson's Lectures on the Epistles to the Corinthians, Lecture XLIX. "If a man finds himself haunted by evil desires and unholy images, which will generally be at periodical hours, let him commit to memory passages of Scripture, or passages from the best writers in verse or prose. Let him store his mind with these, as safeguards to repeat when he lies awake in some restless night, or when despairing imaginations, or gloomy, suicidal thoughts, beset him. Let these be to him the sword, turning everywhere to keep the way of the Garden of Life from the intrusion of profaner footsteps."
Fourthly, a "Shakespeare" for girls: that is, an edition in which everything, not suitable for the perusal of girls of (say) from 10 to 17, should be omitted. Few children under 10 would be likely to understand or enjoy the greatest of poets: and those, who have passed out of girlhood, may safely be left to read Shakespeare, in any edition, 'expurgated' or not, that they may prefer: but it seems a pity that so many children, in the intermediate stage, should be debarred from a great pleasure for want of an edition suitable to them. Neither Bowdler's, Chambers's, Brandram's, nor Cundell's 'Boudoir' Shakespeare, seems to me to meet the want: they are not sufficiently 'expurgated.' Bowdler's is the most extraordinary of all: looking through it, I am filled with a deep sense of wonder, considering what he has left in, that he should have cut anything out! Besides relentlessly erasing all that is unsuitable on the score of reverence or decency, I should be inclined to omit also all that seems too difficult, or not likely to interest young readers. The resulting book might be slightly fragmentary: but it would be a real treasure to all British maidens who have any taste for poetry.
If it be needful to apologize to any one for the new departure I have taken in this story--by introducing, along with what will, I hope, prove to be acceptable nonsense for children, some of the graver thoughts of human life--it must be to one who has learned the Art of keeping such thoughts wholly at a distance in hours of mirth and careless ease. To him such a mixture will seem, no doubt, ill-judged and repulsive. And that such an Art exists I do not dispute: with youth, good health, and sufficient money, it seems quite possible to lead, for years together, a life of unmixed gaiety--with the exception of one solemn fact, with which we are liable to be confronted at any moment, even in the midst of the most brilliant company or the most sparkling entertainment. A man may fix his own times for admitting serious thought, for attending public worship, for prayer, for reading the Bible: all such matters he can defer to that 'convenient season', which is so apt never to occur at all: but he cannot defer, for one single moment, the necessity of attending to a message, which may come before he has finished reading this page,' this night shalt thy soul be required of thee.'
The ever-present sense of this grim possibility has been, in all ages, 1 an incubus that men have striven to shake off. Few more interesting subjects of enquiry could be found, by a student of history, than the various weapons that have been used against this shadowy foe. Saddest of all must have been the thoughts of those who saw indeed an existence beyond the grave, but an existence far more terrible than annihilation--an existence as filmy, impalpable, all but invisible spectres, drifting about, through endless ages, in a world of shadows, with nothing to do, nothing to hope for, nothing to love! In the midst of the gay verses of that genial 'bon vivant' Horace, there stands one dreary word whose utter sadness goes to one's heart. It is the word 'exilium' in the well-known passage
Omnes eodem cogimur, omnium
Versatur urna serius ocius
Sors exitura et nos in aeternum
Exilium impositura cymbae.
Yes, to him this present life--spite of all its weariness and all its sorrow--was the only life worth having: all else was 'exile'! Does it not seem almost incredible that one, holding such a creed, should ever have smiled?
And many in this day, I fear, even though believing in an existence beyond the grave far more real than Horace ever dreamed of, yet regard it as a sort of 'exile' from all the joys of life, and so adopt Horace's theory, and say 'let us eat and drink, for to-morrow we die.'
We go to entertainments, such as the theatre--I say 'we', for I also go to the play, whenever I get a chance of seeing a really good one and keep at arm's length, if possible, the thought that we may not return alive. Yet how do you know--dear friend, whose patience has carried you through this garrulous preface that it may not be your lot, when mirth is fastest and most furious, to feel the sharp pang, or the deadly faintness, which heralds the final crisis--to see, with vague wonder, anxious friends bending over you to hear their troubled whispers perhaps yourself to shape the question, with trembling lips, "Is it serious?", and to be told "Yes: the end is near" (and oh, how different all Life will look when those words are said!)--how do you know, I say, that all this may not happen to you, this night?
And dare you, knowing this, say to yourself "Well, perhaps it is an immoral play: perhaps the situations are a little too 'risky', the dialogue a little too strong, the 'business' a little too suggestive.
I don't say that conscience is quite easy: but the piece is so clever, I must see it this once! I'll begin a stricter life to-morrow." To-morrow, and to-morrow, and tomorrow!
"Who sins in hope, who, sinning, says,
'Sorrow for sin God's judgement stays!'
Against God's Spirit he lies; quite stops Mercy with insult; dares, and drops,
Like a scorch'd fly, that spins in vain
Upon the axis of its pain,
Then takes its doom, to limp and crawl,
Blind and forgot, from fall to fall."
Let me pause for a moment to say that 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. 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!
One other matter may perhaps seem to call for apology--that I should have treated with such entire want of sympathy the British passion for 'Sport', which no doubt has been in by-gone days, and is still, in some forms of it, an excellent school for hardihood and for coolness in moments of danger.
But I am not entirely without sympathy for genuine 'Sport': I can heartily admire the courage of the man who, with severe bodily toil, and at the risk of his life, hunts down some 'man-eating' tiger: and I can heartily sympathize with him when he exults in the glorious excitement of the chase and the hand-to-hand struggle with the monster brought to bay. But I can but look with deep wonder and sorrow on the hunter who, at his ease and in safety, can find pleasure in what involves, for some defenceless creature, wild terror and a death of agony: deeper, if the hunter be one who has pledged himself to preach to men the Religion of universal Love: deepest of all, if it be one of those 'tender and delicate' beings, whose very name serves as a symbol of Love--'thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women'--whose mission here is surely to help and comfort all that are in pain or sorrow!
'Farewell, farewell! but this I tell
To thee, thou Wedding-Guest!
He prayeth well, who loveth well
Both man and bird and beast.
He prayeth best, who loveth best
All things both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all.' ~ Lewis Carroll, Sylvie and Bruno,#KEYS
*** WISDOM TROVE ***
1:We're all mad here. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 2:It's always tea-time. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 3:Off with their heads! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 4:She's stark raving mad! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 5:Curiouser and curiouser. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 6:Burning with curiosity... ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 7:Life, what is it but a dream? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 8:With a sort of mental squint. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 9:Why, what a temper you are in! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 10:Is Life itself a dream, I wonder? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 11:Consider anything, only don’t cry! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 12:Do you suppose she's a wildflower? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 13:Sentence first, verdict afterwards. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 14:Why is a raven like a writing desk? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 15:And how do you know that you're mad? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 16:For the snark was a boojum, you see. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 17:I am fond of children - except boys. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 18:One can't believe impossible things. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 19:Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 20:We haven't any and you're too young. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 21:What I tell you three times is true. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 22:The hurrier I go, the behinder I get. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 23:People who don't think shouldn't talk. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 24:Keep your temper, said the Caterpillar. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 25:You can't be that good; you work for me. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 26:You couldn't have it if you DID want it. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 27:It's a large as life and twice as natural ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 28:Everybody has won, and all must have prizes. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 29:Everything is funny, if you can laugh at it. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 30:Whatever is worth doing is worth doing well. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 31:If you’ll believe in me, I’ll believe in you. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 32:... those serpents! There's no pleasing them! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 33:You would have to be half-mad to dream me up. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 34:All that matters is what we do for each other. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 35:No good fish goes anywhere without a porpoise. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 36:You won't make yourself a bit realer by crying. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 37:She who saves a single soul, saves the universe. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 38:Un-dish-cover the fish, or dishcover the riddle. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 39:I don't believe there's an atom of meaning in it. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 40:Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 41:Ill try the whole cause, and condemn you to death. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 42:No Ghost of any common sense begins a conversation ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 43:The vast unfathomable sea Is but a Notion-unto me. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 44:Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 45:A thick stick in one's hand makes people respectful. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 46:In a wonderland they lie, dreaming as the days go by ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 47:You shouldn't make jokes if it makes you so unhappy. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 48:Courtesy is a small act but it packs a mighty wallop. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 49:If you don't know where you're going any road will do ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 50:It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 51:Oh, 'tis love, 'tis love that makes the world go round. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 52:I don't see how he can ever finish, if he doesn't begin. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 53:Curtsey while you're thinking what to say. It saves time. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 54:If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 55:It would be so nice if something made sense for a change. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 56:Without a plan, it doesn't matter which way you're going. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 57:It was for bringing the cook tulip-roots instead of onions. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 58:Of all things, I do like a Conspiracy! It's so interesting! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 59:Do let's pretend that I'm a hungry hyena, and you're a bone! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 60:I don't think... " then you shouldn't talk, said the Hatter. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 61:I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 62:There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 63:Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 64:Child of the pure, unclouded brow and dreaming eyes of wonder. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 65:Which way you ought to go depends on where you want to get to. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 66:His answer trickled through my head like water through a sieve. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 67:It's jam every other day: to-day isn't any other day, you know. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 68:Some children have the most disagreeable way of getting grown-up ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 69:The proper definition of a man is an animal that writes letters. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 70:Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy tale. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 71:You used to be much more... "muchier." You've lost your muchness. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 72:The rule is, jam tomorrow and jam yesterday - but never jam today. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 73:Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 74:Yes, that's it! Said the Hatter with a sigh, it's always tea time. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 75:I cannot even pretend to feel as much interest in boys as in girls. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 76:It takes all the running you can do just to keep in the same place. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 77:Take care of the sense and the sounds will take care of themselves. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 78:We are but older children, dear, Who fret to find our bedtime near. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 79:Photography is my one recreation and I think it should be done well. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 80:What a strange world we live in... Said Alice to the Queen of hearts ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 81:Alice: This is impossible. The Mad Hatter: Only if you believe it is. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 82:And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 83:Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end; then stop. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 84:I can't go back to yesterday - because I was a different person then. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 85:No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 86:Rule Forty-two. All persons more than a mile high to leave the court. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 87:Better say nothing at all. Language is worth a thousand pounds a word! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 88:The chief difficulty Alice found at first was in managing her flamingo. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 89:Little Alice fell d o w n the hOle, bumped her head and bruised her soul ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 90:Alice: "How long is forever?" White Rabbit: "Sometimes, just one second." ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 91:Can you do Division? Divide a loaf by a knife - what's the answer to that? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 92:In autumn, when the leaves are brown, Take pen and ink, and write it down. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 93:It often runs in families," she remarked: "just as a love for pastry does. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 94:Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 95:I'm doubtful about the temper of your flamingo. Shall I try the experiment? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 96:I never thought of that before! It's my opinion that you never think at all. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 97:I said you LOOKED like an egg, Sir. And some eggs are very pretty, you know. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 98:You're thinking about something, my dear, and that makes you forget to talk. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 99:Always speak the truth, think before you speak, and write it down afterwards. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 100:Read the directions and directly you will be directed in the right direction. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 101:I have seen so many extraordinary things, nothing seems extraordinary any more ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 102:That's the reason they're called lessons, because they lesson from day to day. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 103:If you do not know where you want to go, it doesn't matter which path you take. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 104:But, I nearly forgot, you must close your eyes otherwise you won't see anything. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 105:I'm not strange, weird, off, nor crazy, my reality is just different from yours. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 106:You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret... All the best people are! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 107:He was part of my dream, of course - but then I was part of his dream, too. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 108:My view of life is, that it's next to impossible to convince anybody of anything. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 109:A minute goes by so fearfully quick. You might as well try to stop a Bandersnatch! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 110:And my heart is like nothing so much as a bowl Brimming over with quivering curds! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 111:My beloved friend - one of the most unique and charming personalities of our time. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 112:She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it). ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 113:Yet what are all such gaieties to me whose thoughts are full of indices and surds? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 114:Every story has a moral you just need to be clever enough to find it - the Dutchess ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 115:In some ways, you know, people that don't exist, are much nicer than people that do. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 116:Magnitudes are algebraically represented by letter, men by men of letters, and so on. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 117:Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 118:Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideas - only I don't exactly know what they are! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 119:Which form of proverb do you prefer Better late than never, or Better never than late? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 120:Why is a raven like a writing desk? - Mad Hatter I haven't the slightest idea. - Alice ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 121:Why is it that people with the most narrow of minds seem to have the widest of mouths? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 122:Tis a secret: none knows how it comes, how it goes: But the name of the secret is Love! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 123:Well that was the silliest tea party I ever went to! I am never going back there again! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 124:By which I get my wealth& 125:have i gone mad? im afraid so, but let me tell you something, the best people usualy are. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 126:Why, you might just as well say that, I see what I eat, is the same as, I eat what I see. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 127:Where should I go?" -Alice. "That depends on where you want to end up." - The Cheshire Cat. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 128:Who sail on stormy seas; And that's the way I get my bread - A trifle, if you please. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 129:& 130:But, said Alice, the the world has absolutely no sens, who's stopping us from inventing one? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 131:Charles Lutwidge Dodgson's life in space-time colored his liberated life of the imagination. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 132:I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir,' said Alice, & 133:So young a child ought to know which way she's going, even if she doesn't know her own name! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 134:& 135:If everybody minded their own business... the world would go round a deal faster than it does. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 136:One of the secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 137:I beg your pardon?' Alice said with a puzzled air. & 138:She's in that state of mind that she wants to deny SOMETHING only she doesn't know what to deny! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 139:Well, when one's lost, I suppose it's good advice to stay where you are until someone finds you. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 140:& 141:Be sure the safest rule is that we should not dare to live in any scene in which we dare not die. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 142:The Good and Great must ever shun That reckless and abandoned one Who stoops to perpetrate a pun. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 143:One of the hardest things in the world is to convey a meaning accurately from one mind to another. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 144:How puzzling all these changes are! I'm never sure what I'm going to be, from one minute to another. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 145:Would you be a poet Before you've been to school? Ah, well! I hardly thought you So absolute a fool. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 146:What does it matter where my body happens to be?' he said. & 147:If you drink much from a bottle marked & 148:Is all our Life, then but a dream Seen faintly in the golden gleam Athwart Time's dark resistless stream? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 149:I can explain all the poems that were ever invented - and a good many that haven't been invented just yet. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 150:I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 151:If you limit your actions in life to things that nobody can possibly find fault with, you will not do much! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 152:I once delivered a simple ball, which I was told, had it gone far enough, would have been considered a wide ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 153:But I was thinking of a way To feed oneself on batter, And so go on from day to day Getting a little fatter. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 154:If it had grown up, it would have made a dreadfully ugly child; but it makes rather a handsome pig, I think. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 155:I have proved by actual trial that a letter, that takes an hour to write, takes only about 3 minutes to read! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 156:In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 157:I think I should understand that better, if I had it written down: but I can't quite follow it as you say it. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 158:It's too late to correct it: when you've once said a thing, that fixes it, and you must take the consequences. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 159:Abstract qualities begin With capitals alway: The True, the Good, the Beautiful- Those are the things that pay! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 160:No discussion between two persons can be of any use, until each knows clearly what it is that the other asserts. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 161:Twinkle, twinkle little bat How I wonder what you're at! Up above the world you fly, Like a tea-tray in the sky. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 162: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 163:‚ÄéYou're not the same as you were before," he said. You were much more... muchier... you've lost your muchness. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 164:I'm very brave generally,' he went on in a low voice: & 165:The Mad Hatter: "Would you like some wine?" Alice: "Yes... " The Mad Hatter: "We haven't any and you're too young. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 166:Speak roughly to your little boy and beat him when he sneezes! he only does it to annoy, because he knows it teases! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 167:& 168:The further off from England the nearer is to France- Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 169: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 170:Where do you come from? And where are you going? Look up, speak nicely, and don't twiddle your fingers all the time. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 171: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? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 172:In proceeding to the dining-room, the gentleman gives one arm to the lady he escorts& 173:It is the privilege of true genius, And especially genius who opens up a new path, To make great mistakes with impunity ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 174:You could not see a cloud, because No cloud was in the sky: No birds were flying overhead - There were no birds to fly. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 175:Speak in French when you can't think of the English for a thing. Turn out your toes as you walk. And remember who you are! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 176:One thing was certain, that the white kitten had had nothing to do with it& 177: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 178:It is a very inconvenient habit of kittens (Alice had once made the remark) that whatever you say to them, they always purr. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 179:And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! He chortled in his joy. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 180:Beautiful soup! Who cares for fish, game or any other dish? Who would not give all else for two pennyworth of beautiful soup? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 181:Speak English!' said the Eaglet. & 182:One of the deepest motives (as you are aware) in the human beast (so deep that many have failed to detect it) is Alliteration. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 183:Still, as Christmas-tide comes round, They remember it again - Echo still the joyful sound "Peace on earth, good-will to men!" ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 184:Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 185: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 186:They've a temper, some of them - particularly verbs, they're the proudest - adjectives you can do anything with, but not verbs. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 187:I should like the whole race of nurses to be abolished: children should be with their mother as much as possible, in my opinion. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 188:It is always allowable to ask for artichoke jelly with your boiled venison; however there are houses where this is not supplied. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 189: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 190: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 191:One! two! and through and through The vorpal blade went snickersnack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 192:The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 193:There are three hundred and sixty-four days when you might get un-birthday presents, and only one for birthday presents, you know. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 194:Beware the Jabberwock, my son The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 195: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 196:& 197:I have often seen a cat without a grin - but a grin without a cat - remember the cat kept appearing and disappearing slowly bit by bit. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 198:That which chiefly causes the failure of a dinner-party, is the running short& 199:& 200: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 201: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 202: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 203: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 ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 204:Here is a golden Rule... . Write legibly. The average temper of the human race would be perceptibly sweetened, if everybody obeyedthis Rule! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 205:Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put Humpty together again ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 206: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 207: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 208:Well! I've often seen a cat without a grin,' thought Alice & 209: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 210:& 211: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 212:I wish I dared dispense with all costume. Naked children are so perfectly pure and lovely; but Mrs. Grundy would be furious - it would never do. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 213:And as to being in a fright, Allow me to remark That Ghosts have just as good a right In every way, to fear the light, As Men to fear the dark. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 214:For, you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 215: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 216: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 217: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 218:But oh, beamish nephew, beware of the day, If your Snark be a Boojum! for then You will softly and suddenly vanish away, And never be met with again! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 219:I said it in Hebrew‚ÄîI said it in Dutch‚Äî I said it in German and Greek; But I wholly forgot (and it vexes me much) That English is what you speak! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 220: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 221:There comes a pause, for human strength will not endure to dance without cessation; and everyone must reach the point at length of absolute prostration. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 222: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 223: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 224:There's no use in comparing one's feelings between one day and the next; you must allow a reasonable interval, for the direction of change to show itself. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 225: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 226: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 227:& 228:& 229: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 230: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 231: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 232:& 233: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 234:& 235:You know," he (Tweedledee) added very gravely, "it's one of the most serious things that can possibly happen to one in a battle& 236:The recent extraordinary discovery in Photography, as applied in the operations of the mind, has reduced the art of novel-writing to the merest mechanical labour. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 237:I have had prayers answered - most strangely so sometimes - but I think our Heavenly Father's loving-kindness has been even more evident in what He has refused me. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 238: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 239: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 240:Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 241: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 242: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 ! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 243:You may charge me with murder& 244: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 245: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 246: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 247:I could tell you my adventures‚Äîbeginning from this morning, said Alice a little timidly; but it’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 248:This was charming, no doubt; but they shortly found out That the Captain they trusted so well Had only one notion for crossing the ocean, And that was to tingle his bell. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 249:A loaf of bread, the Walrus said, Is what we chiefly need: Pepper and vinegar besides Are very good indeed& 250:Reeling and Writhing of course, to begin with,' the Mock Turtle replied, & 251: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 252: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 253: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 254: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? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 255:You are old Father William,' the young man said, & 256:The Red Queen shook her head. "You may call it & 257:& 258: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 259: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 260: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 261:Oysters,' said the Carpenter, You've had a pleasant run! Shall we be trotting home again?' But answer came there none - And this was scarcely odd, because They'd eaten every one. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 262: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 263: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 264:There are certain things& 265:Can you row?" the Sheep asked, handing her a pair of knitting-needles as she spoke. "Yes, a little& 266:The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright& 267:Come, hearken then, ere voice of dread, with bitter tiding laden, shall summon to unwelcome bed a melancholy maiden! We are but older children, dear, who fret to find our bedtime near. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 268:& 269: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 270: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 271:There's nothing a well-regulated child hates so much as regularity. I believe a really healthy boy would thoroughly enjoy Greek Grammar& 272: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 273:& 274: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 275: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 ‚Äì" "Then it doesn't matter which way you go. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 276: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 277: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 278: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 279: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 280:I don't want to take up literature in a money-making spirit, or be very anxious about making large profits, but selling it at a loss is another thing altogether, and an amusement I cannot well afford. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 281: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 & 282:Do you know, I always thought unicorns were fabulous monsters, too? I never saw one alive before!" Well, now that we have seen each other," said the unicorn, "if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 283: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 ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 284: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 285:There are days when it seems to me that in literature the most convincing depiction of the world in which we live is to be found in the phantasmagorical kingdom through which Lewis Carroll took Alice on a tour. ~ dean-koontz, @wisdomtrove 286:As a general rule, do not kick the shins of the opposite gentleman under the table, if personally unaquainted with him; your pleasantry is liable to be misunderstood& 287:And ever, as the story drained The wells of fancy dry, And faintly strove that weary one To put the subject by, "The rest next time& 288: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& 289:What do you suppose is the use of a child without any meaning? Even a joke should have some meaning& 290: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 291: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‚Äì The more there is of mine, the less there is of yours. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 292:To the Looking-Glass world it was Alice that said & 293: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? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 294:If I was not assured by the best authority on earth that the world is to be destroyed by fire, I should conclude that the day of destruction is at hand, but brought on by means of an agent very opposite to that of heat. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 295: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 ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 296:& 297: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 298:Alice came to a fork in the road. & 299: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 300:& 301:& 302:& 303: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 304:Must a name mean something?" Alice asked doubtfully. Of course it must," Humpty Dumpty said with a short laugh; "my name means the shape I am - and a good handsome shape it is, too. With a name like yours, you might be any shape, almost. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 305: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: & 306: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& 307:As life draws nearer to its end, I feel more and more clearly that it will not matter in the least, at the last day, what form of religion a man has professed-nay, that many who have never even heard of Christ, will in that day find themselves saved by His blood. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 308: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 & 309:While the laughter of joy is in full harmony with our deeper life, the laughter of amusement should be kept apart from it. The danger is too great of thus learning to look at solemn things in a spirit of mockery, and to seek in them opportunities for exercising wit. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 310:Who ARE You?" This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, I& 311: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 312: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 313:Be what you would seem to be - or, if you'd like it put more simply - never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 314:& 315:It's a great huge game of chess that's being played& 316:Alice had begun with & 317:And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, & 318: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 319: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 320:Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, and what is the use of a book, thought Alice, without pictures or conversation? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 321:I try to believe in as many as six impossible things before breakfast. Count them, Alice. One, there are drinks that make you shrink. Two, there are foods that make you grow. Three, animals can talk. Four, cats can disappear. Five, there is a place called Underland. Six, I can slay the Jabberwocky. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 322:When I use a word,’ Humpty Dumpty said in rather a scornful tone, it means just what I choose it to mean ‚Äî 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 ‚Äî that’s all. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 323:Who can tell whether the parallelogram, which in our ignorance we have defined and drawn, and the whole of whose properties we profess to know, may not be all the while panting for exterior angles, sympathetic with the interior, or sullenly repining at the fact that it cannot be inscribed in a circle? ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 324: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 325: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 326: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 327:Then you should say what you mean," the March Hare went on. "I do," Alice hastily replied; "at least& 328: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 329:And how many hours a day did you do lessons?' said Alice, in a hurry to change the subject. Ten hours the first day,' said the Mock Turtle: & 330:& 331:Alice laughed. & 332:She felt a little nervous about this; & 333: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 334: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." ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 335:It is a very inconvenient habit of kittens (Alice had once made the remark) that, whatever you say to them, they always purr: "If they would only purr for & 336:Alice thought to herself, & 337: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 338: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 339:My hand moves because certain forces& 340:Fury said to a mousethat he met in the houselet us both go to law; I will prosecute youlet there be no denial; come, we must have a trialfor really, this morning, I've nothing to dosuch a trial, dear sir, said the mouse to the curwithout jury or judge would be wasting our breathI'll be judge, I'll be jurysaid cunning old furyI'll try the whole cause and condemn youto death ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 341: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 342:Five o'clock tea" is a phrase our "rude forefathers," even of the last generation, would scarcely have understood, so completelyis it a thing of to-day; and yet, so rapid is the March of the Mind, it has already risen into a national institution, and rivals, in its universal application to all ranks and ages, and as a specific for "all the ills that flesh is heir to," the glorious Magna Charta. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 343:I maintain that any writer of a book is fully authorised in attaching any meaning he likes to a word or phrase he intends to use. If I find an author saying, at the beginning of his book, "Let it be understood that by the word & 344:Always speak the truth - think before you speak - and write it down afterwards.' & 345: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"& 346: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 347:& 348: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 349:& 350:The master was an old Turtle& 351: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 352:& 353: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 354:Cheshire Cat: If I were looking for a white rabbit, I'd ask the Mad Hatter. Alice: The Mad Hatter? Oh, no no no... Cheshire Cat: Or, you could ask the March Hare, in that direction. Alice: Oh, thank you. I think I'll see him... Cheshire Cat: Of course, he's mad, too. Alice: But I don't want to go among mad people. Cheshire Cat: Oh, you can't help that. Most everyone's mad here. [laughs maniacally; starts to disappear] Cheshire Cat: You may have noticed that I'm not all there myself. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 355: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, & 356: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. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 357:I do not know if Alice in Wonderland was an original story-I was, at least, no conscious imitator in writing it-but I do know that, since it came out, something like a dozen story-books have appeared, on identically the same pattern. The path I timidly explored believing myself to be & 358: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‚Äîand camomile that makes them bitter‚Äîand‚Äîand 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‚Äî ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 359: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 360: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! ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 361:& 362:Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and how she would keep, through all her riper years, the simple and loving heart of her childhood: and how she would gather about her other little children, and make their eyes bright and eager with many a strange tale, perhaps even with the dream of Wonderland of long ago: and how she would feel with all their simple sorrows, and find a pleasure in all their simple joys, remembering her own child-life, and the happy summer days. ~ lewis-carroll, @wisdomtrove 363: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 ¬ó that it is not pleasure, not knowledge, not even fame itself, & *** NEWFULLDB 2.4M ***
1:waistcoat-pocket, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
2:ORANGE MARMALADE', ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
3:stuff and nonsense ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
4:we're all mad here ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
5:Wonderland, though ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
6:Alice was beginning ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
7:howling alternately ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
8:We are all mad here ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
9:We're add mad here. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
10:We're all mad here. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
11:We’re all mad here. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
12:(Dinah was the cat.) ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
13:Down the Rabbit-Hole ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
14:Who Stole the Tarts? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
15:deep well. Either the ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
16:It's always tea-time. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
17:Off with their heads! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
18:burning with curiosity ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
19:LEWIS CARROLL’S CIPHER ~ Martin Gardner, #NFDB
20:She's stark raving mad! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
21:we’re all mad here. I’m ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
22:Curiouser and curiouser! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
23:Curiouser and curiouser. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
24:Honey Citrus Fruit Kabab ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
25:the Multiplication Table ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
26:Who sail on stormy seas; ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
27:except a tiny golden key, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
28:The vast unfathomable sea ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
29:By which I get my wealth-- ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
30:You've lost your muchness. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
31:But I was thinking of a way ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
32:Ganz recht1, (wie immer2)', ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
33:It isn’t respectable to beg ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
34:And as to being in a fright, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
35:unimportant--important--' as ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
36:Alice! A childish story take, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
37:bottle that reads, "Drink me. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
38:It's all in your head, Alice. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
39:Life, what is it but a dream? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
40:With a sort of mental squint. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
41:A very merry unbirthday to you ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
42:I wish I hadn't cried so much! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
43:Why, what a temper you are in! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
44:she swallowed one of the cakes, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
45:before seen a rabbit with either ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
46:shedding gallons of tears, until ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
47:Birds of a feather flock together ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
48:Child of the pure unclouded brow ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
49:Is Life itself a dream, I wonder? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
50:The Good and Great must ever shun ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
51:Consider anything, only don’t cry! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
52:Do you suppose she's a wildflower? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
53:I'm getting rather hoarse, I fear, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
54:Is all our life then, but a dream? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
55:Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
56:THE MILLENNIUM FULCRUM EDITION 3.0 ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
57:The time has come,the Walrus said, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
58:Who are YOU? said the Caterpillar. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
59:Why is a raven like a writing desk ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
60:Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
61:Sentence first, verdict afterwards. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
62:Why is a raven like a writing desk? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
63:Why is a raven like a writing-desk? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
64:You know very well you're not real. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
65:And how do you know that you're mad? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
66:By-the-bye, what became of the baby? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
67:For the snark was a boojum, you see. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
68:I am fond of children - except boys. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
69:One can't believe impossible things. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
70:Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
71:Soup of the evening, beautiful soup! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
72:We haven't any and you're too young. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
73:What I tell you three times is true. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
74:What's the French for fiddle-de-dee? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
75:In autumn, when the leaves are brown, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
76:It is better to be feared than loved. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
77:Man is an animal that writes letters. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
78:People who don't think shouldn't talk ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
79:The hurrier I go, the behinder I get. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
80:You can always take more than nothing ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
81:And if he left off dreaming about you, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
82:Are you Lewis Carroll?" Redd asked him. ~ Frank Beddor, #NFDB
83:explanations take such a dreadful time ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
84:People who don't think shouldn't talk. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
85:Perhaps it doesn't understand English, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
86:We're all mad here. Im mad. You're mad ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
87:Alice gave a little scream of laughter. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
88:at any rate, there's no harm in trying. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
89:I must be shutting up like a telescope. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
90:Keep your temper, said the Caterpillar. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
91:Well!' thought Alice to herself, 'after ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
92:How strange it is to be anything at all. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
93:we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
94:You can't be that good; you work for me. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
95:You couldn't have it if you DID want it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
96:You'd have to be half mad to dream me up ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
97:I am real!" said Alice, and began to cry. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
98:It's a large as life and twice as natural ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
99: Just then she heard something splashing ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
100:But oh, beamish nephew, beware of the day, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
101:Go on till you come to the end; then stop. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
102:...It's more like a corkscrew than a path! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
103:noticed, had powdered hair that curled all ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
104:The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
105:was I the same when I got up this morning? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
106:It began with the tea,' the Hatter replied. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
107:daresay you haven't had much practice,' said ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
108:Everybody has won, and all must have prizes. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
109:Everything is funny, if you can laugh at it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
110:Is it mad to pray for better hallucinations? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
111:...those serpents! There's no pleasing them! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
112:Whatever is worth doing is worth doing well. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
113:If you’ll believe in me, I’ll believe in you. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
114:I think I could, if I only know how to begin. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
115:Più ci cavo io per me, meno ci cavi tu per te ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
116:Plus bas, encore plus bas, toujours plus bas. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
117:You would have to be half-mad to dream me up. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
118:All that matters is what we do for each other. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
119:And my heart is like nothing so much as a bowl ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
120:I am as late as the rabbit in Lewis Carroll. ~ Sebastian Barry, #NFDB
121:Las mejores personas estan completamente locas ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
122:No good fish goes anywhere without a porpoise. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
123:only a mouse that had slipped in like herself. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
124:Well!' thought Alice to herself, 'after such a ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
125:creatures,' (she was obliged to say 'creatures, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
126:If I had but the time and you had but the brain ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
127:You're enough to try the patience of an oyster! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
128:You won't make yourself a bit realer by crying. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
129:I don’t like belonging to another person’s dream ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
130:It's done by everyone minding their own business ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
131:said the Gryphon, half to itself, half to Alice. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
132:She who saves a single soul, saves the universe. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
133:There are certain things--as, a spider, a ghost, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
134:Un-dish-cover the fish, or dishcover the riddle. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
135:Why is a raven like a writing desk? - Mad Hatter ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
136:Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
137:How long is forever?
Sometimes just one second ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
138:I don't believe there's an atom of meaning in it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
139:This is impossible,
Only if you believe it is. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
140:You may charge me with murder--or want of sense-- ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
141:Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
142:Everything’s got a moral, if only you can find it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
143:Ill try the whole cause, and condemn you to death. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
144:No Ghost of any common sense begins a conversation ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
145:No wise fish would go anywhere without a porpoise. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
146:'I beg your pardon?' Alice said with a puzzled air. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
147:tis love, 'tis love, that makes the world go round! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
148:Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
149:A thick stick in one's hand makes people respectful. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
150:get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
151:In a wonderland they lie, dreaming as the days go by ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
152:It's a poor sort of memory that only works backward. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
153:You shouldn't make jokes if it makes you so unhappy. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
154:Courtesy is a small act but it packs a mighty wallop. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
155:If you don't know where you're going any road will do ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
156:It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
157:Sentence first; verdict afterwards." -Queen of Hearts ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
158:The further off from England the nearer is to France- ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
159:The more there is of mine, the less there is of yours ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
160:Todo tiene una moraleja, solo falta saber encontrarla ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
161:I'm not crazy, my reality is just different than yours ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
162:The more there is of mine, the less there is of yours. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
163:A dream is not reality but who's to say which is which? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
164:dreams are not reality, but who's to say which is which ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
165:Everything’s got a moral, if only you can find it.’ And ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
166:I'm not crazy. My reality is just different than yours. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
167:Oh, 'tis love, 'tis love that makes the world go round. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
168:She’ll get me executed, as sure as ferrets are ferrets! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
169:she waited for a few minutes to see if she was going to ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
170:Well that's it: if you don't think, you shouldn't talk! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
171:I don't see how he can ever finish, if he doesn't begin. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
172:It's all her fancy: she never executes nobody, you know. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
173:Oh, ’tis love, ’tis love, that makes the world go round! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
174:Sino sabes a dónde vas, cualquier camino te llevará allí ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
175:sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
176:Can a Thing exist without any Attributes belonging to it? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
177:Curtsey while you're thinking what to say. It saves time. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
178:If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
179:I'm very much afraid I didn't mean anything but nonsense. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
180:It would be so nice if something made sense for a change. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
181:up above the world you fly, like a tea tray in the sky... ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
182:Without a plan, it doesn't matter which way you're going. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
183:You would have to be half mad to dream me up.” -Lewis Carroll ~ E K Blair, #NFDB
184:—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
185:considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
186:either the locks were too large, or the key was too small, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
187:Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
188:It's the stupidest tea party I ever was at in all my life! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
189:Oh, there's no use talking to him. He's perfectly idiotic! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
190:Twinkle, twinkle, little bat! How I wonder what you’re at! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
191:I don't think..." then you shouldn't talk, said the Hatter. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
192:It was for bringing the cook tulip-roots instead of onions. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
193:Me doy buenos consejos a mí misma , pero rara vez los sigo. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
194:Of all things, I do like a Conspiracy! It's so interesting! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
195:You don't know much,' said the Duchess; 'and that's a fact. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
196:You don’t know much,’ said the Duchess; ‘and that’s a fact. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
197:at first, the two creatures got so close to her, one on each ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
198:Do let's pretend that I'm a hungry hyena, and you're a bone! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
199:I don’t want to be anybody’s prisoner. I want to be a Queen. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
200:I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
201:Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat; "we're all mad here. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
202:Oh, you can't help that,' said the cat. 'We're all mad here. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
203:Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
204:Soo--oop of the e--e--evening,
Beautiful, beautiful Soup! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
205:There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
206:You don't know much,' said the Dutchess; 'and that's a fact. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
207:going into the garden at once; but, alas for poor Alice! when ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
208:It's ridiculous to leave all the conversation to the pudding! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
209:not possibly reach it: she could see it quite plainly through ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
210:Oh! Siempre llegarás a alguna parte, si caminas lo suficiente ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
211:there was a real one, blazing away as brightly as the one she ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
212:What is the use of a book, without pictures or conversations? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
213:Who cares for you? You're nothing but a pack of cards! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
214:Why,' said the Dodo, 'the best way to explain it is to do it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
215:Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
216:Child of the pure, unclouded brow and dreaming eyes of wonder. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
217:Si no sabes hacia donde te dirijes, cualquier lugar te llevará ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
218:Which way you ought to go depends on where you want to get to. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
219:His answer trickled through my head like water through a sieve. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
220:It's jam every other day: to-day isn't any other day, you know. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
221:It’s jam every other day: to-day isn’t any other day, you know. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
222:Look after the senses and the sounds will look after themselves ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
223:Well, I never heard it before, but it sounds uncommon nonsense. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
224:Es un tipo de memoria muy pobre la que solo funciona hacia atrás ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
225:If you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. Is that a bargain? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
226:I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs! How brave they'll ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
227:Some children have the most disagreeable way of getting grown-up ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
228:The proper definition of a man is an animal that writes letters. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
229:Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy tale. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
230:Which way you ought to go depends on where you want to get to... ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
231:You used to be much more..."muchier." You've lost your muchness. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
232:Alice opened the door and found that it led into a small passage, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
233:If you don't know where you are going any road can take you there ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
234:Por lo general, son caras ante las que pasamos sin darnos cuenta. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
235:You're thinking about something, and it makes you forget to talk. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
236:If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
237:now I'm opening out like the largest telescope that ever was! Good ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
238:The rule is, jam tomorrow and jam yesterday - but never jam today. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
239:Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
240:Yes, that's it! Said the Hatter with a sigh, it's always tea time. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
241:Alice:How long is forever? White Rabbit:Sometimes, just one second. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
242:I cannot even pretend to feel as much interest in boys as in girls. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
243:If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
244:It takes all the running you can do just to keep in the same place. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
245:Take care of the sense and the sounds will take care of themselves. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
246:Thy loving smile will surely hail
The love-gift of a fairy tale. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
247:We are but older children, dear, Who fret to find our bedtime near. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
248:Welcome to Wonderland! Here you will meet some of literature's most ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
249:What a strange world we live in...Said Alice to the Queen of hearts ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
250:Alice tried another question. "What sort of people live about here?" ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
251:How can one possibly pay attention to a book with no pictures in it? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
252:I can't go back to yesterday--because I was a different person then. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
253:I’m afraid I can’t explain myself. Because I am not myself, you see? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
254:It is not real work unless you would rather be doing something else. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
255:No puedo volver al pasado porque entonces era una persona diferente. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
256:Photography is my one recreation and I think it should be done well. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
257:Alice: This is impossible. The Mad Hatter: Only if you believe it is. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
258:And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
259:Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end; then stop. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
260:I can't go back to yesterday - because I was a different person then. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
261:It's all his fancy, that: he hasn't got no sorrow, you know. Come on! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
262:No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
263:Rule Forty-two. All persons more than a mile high to leave the court. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
264:Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make ONE respectable person! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
265:with the words 'DRINK ME' beautifully printed on it in large letters. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
266:Better say nothing at all. Language is worth a thousand pounds a word! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
267:We are but older children, dear,
Who fret to find our bedtime near. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
268:How fond she is of finding morals in things!’ Alice thought to herself. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
269:I knew who I was this morning, but I've changed a few times since then. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
270:I knew who I was this morning, but I’ve changed a few times since then. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
271:So she brushed away her tears, and went on, as cheerfully as she could. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
272:The chief difficulty Alice found at first was in managing her flamingo. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
273:Alice: This is impossible.
The Mad Hatter: Only if you believe it is. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
274:,"I am not crazy, my reality is just different from yours."-Cheshire Cat ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
275:In winter, when the fields are white, I sing this song for your delight— ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
276:Little Alice fell d o w n the hOle, bumped her head and bruised her soul ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
277:No tiene utilidad volver ayer , porque entonces era una persona distinta ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
278:Then it doesn't matter which way you walk...-so long as I get somewhere. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
279:Alice: "How long is forever?" White Rabbit: "Sometimes, just one second." ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
280:I'm afraid I can't explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
281:Sabía quién era esta mañana, pero he cambiado varias veces desde entonces ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
282:Sometimes I've believed more than six impossible things before breakfast. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
283:We CAN talk,' said the Tiger-lily: 'when there's anybody worth talking to ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
284:you're entirly bonkers but I'll tell you a secret all the best people are ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
285:Am I addressing the White Queen?' 'Well, yes, if you call that a-dressing, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
286:Can you do Division? Divide a loaf by a knife - what's the answer to that? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
287:I'm afraid I can't explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
288:It often runs in families," she remarked: "just as a love for pastry does. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
289:I want a clean cup,' interrupted the Hatter: 'let's all move one place on. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
290:Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia?"—and she tried to curtsey ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
291:Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
292:Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
293:I'm doubtful about the temper of your flamingo. Shall I try the experiment? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
294:In spring, when woods are getting green, I'll try and tell you what I mean. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
295:It’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
296:next thing was to eat the comfits: this caused some noise and confusion, as ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
297:Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
298:He was part of my dream, of course -- but then I was part of his dream, too. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
299:If you don't know where you are going it doesn't matter which road you take. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
300:I never thought of that before! It's my opinion that you never think at all. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
301:I said you LOOKED like an egg, Sir. And some eggs are very pretty, you know. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
302:I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
303:it seems to fill my head with ideas—only I don't exactly know what they are! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
304:I warn you, dear child. If I lose my temper, you lose your head. Understand? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
305:You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret all the best people are. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
306:You're thinking about something, my dear, and that makes you forget to talk. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
307:Always speak the truth, think before you speak, and write it down afterwards. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
308:by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
309:chrysalis--you will some day, you know--and then after that into a butterfly, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
310:Ella por lo general se daba excelentes consejos (aunque rara vez los seguía), ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
311:Read the directions and directly you will be directed in the right direction. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
312:The things most people want to know about are usually none of their business. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
313:What a curious feeling!” said Alice; “I must be shutting up like a telescope. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
314:You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret: All the best people are. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
315:You're entirely bonkers, But I'll tell you a secret, all the best people are. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
316:I have seen so many extraordinary things, nothing seems extraordinary any more ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
317:That's the reason they're called lessons, because they lesson from day to day. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
318:what is the use of a book," thought Alice, "without pictures or conversations? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
319:Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
320:Always speak the truth - think before you speak - and write it down afterwards. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
321:But, I nearly forgot, you must close your eyes otherwise you won't see anything ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
322:If you do not know where you want to go, it doesn't matter which path you take. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
323:Si así fue, así pudo ser; si así fuera, así podría ser; pero como no es, no es. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
324:That's the reason they're called lessons...because they lessen from day to day. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
325:Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
326:You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret... All the best people are! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
327:Alicia: ¿Cuánto tiempo es para siempre? Conejo blanco: A veces, sólo un segundo. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
328:But, I nearly forgot, you must close your eyes otherwise you won't see anything. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
329:By the time she had caught the flamingo and brought it back, the fight was over, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
330:I didn’t mean it!” pleaded poor Alice. “But you’re so easily offended, you know! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
331:I'm not strange, weird, off, nor crazy, my reality is just different from yours. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
332:I'm sure the woods look sleepy in the autumn, when the leaves are getting brown. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
333:Pues la regla es: mermelada mañana y mermelada ayer... pero nunca mermelada hoy. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
334:She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it) ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
335:'What is the use of a book', thought Alice, 'without pictures or conversations?' ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
336:Always speak the truth—think before you speak—and write it down afterwards.' 'I'm ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
337:'Always speak the truth - think before you speak - and write it down afterwards.' ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
338:am i insane" asked alice
"yes, but all the best people are" replied her father ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
339:And what is the use of a book," thought Alice, "without pictures or conversation? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
340:My view of life is, that it's next to impossible to convince anybody of anything. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
341:She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it), ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
342:We CAN talk,' said the Tiger-lily: 'when there's anybody worth talking to.' Alice ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
343:When I use a word, it means just what I choose it to mean—neither more, nor less. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
344:When I use a word, it means just what i choose it to mean. Neither more nor less. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
345:Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. There ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
346:Alice thought to herself "I don't see how he can ever finish, if he doesn't begin. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
347:Alice: Why is a raven like a writing desk?
Hatter: I haven't the faintest idea. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
348:and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversations? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
349:Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
350:expeditions of Hernandez de Ckx> doYfty in 1517, and Juan de Gnijalya^ in 1518. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
351:I'm afraid so.Your totally bonkers.But I tellyou a secret.All the best people are. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
352:My beloved friend - one of the most unique and charming personalities of our time. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
353:She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
354:She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it). ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
355:Yet what are all such gaieties to me whose thoughts are full of indices and surds? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
356:Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
357:A minute goes by so fearfully quick. You might as well try to stop a Bandersnatch! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
358:Bitte sage mir, welchen Weg ich gehen soll.
Das hängt davon ab, wohin du willst. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
359:Every story has a moral you just need to be clever enough to find it - the Dutchess ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
360:If you don't know where you want to go, then it doesn't matter which path you take. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
361:Se una persona ha il potere di farti cambiare umore, allora è veramente importante. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
362:- Alice: per quanto tempo è per sempre?
- Bianconiglio: a volte, solo un secondo. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
363:Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end! 'I wonder how many miles I've ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
364:In most gardens they make the beds too soft – so that the flowers are always asleep. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
365:In some ways, you know, people that don't exist, are much nicer than people that do. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
366:Počni od početka' , reče Kralj važno, i idi sve dok ne stigneš do kraja; onda stani. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
367:Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideas—only I don’t exactly know what they are! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
368:We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad. [...] You must be, or you wouldn't be here. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
369:I always call him Lewis Carroll Carroll, because he was the first Humbert Humbert. ~ Vladimir Nabokov, #NFDB
370:It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards,' says the White Queen to Alice. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
371:Magnitudes are algebraically represented by letter, men by men of letters, and so on. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
372:Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
373:whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
374:Alice: Where Should I go?
Cheshire Cat: That depends, where do you want to end up? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
375:I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir,' said Alice, 'Because I'm not myself you see. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
376:I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only knew how to begin. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
377:I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
378:pues a esta curiosa criatura le gustaba mucho pretender que era dos personas a la vez. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
379:She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), and ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
380:Si todo el mundo se ocupara de sus propios asuntos , el mundo giraría mucho más rápido ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
381:Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideas - only I don't exactly know what they are! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
382:Which form of proverb do you prefer Better late than never, or Better never than late? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
383:Why is a raven like a writing desk? - Mad Hatter I haven't the slightest idea. - Alice ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
384:Why is it that people with the most narrow of minds seem to have the widest of mouths? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
385:Every story has a moral you just need to be clever enough to find it
- the Dutchess ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
386:I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, sir,’ said Alice, ‘because I’m not myself, you see. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
387:Oh, what fun it'll be, when they see me through the glass in here, and can't get at me! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
388:Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: 'we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.' 'How ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
389:Tis a secret: none knows how it comes, how it goes: But the name of the secret is Love! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
390:Tut, tut, child!" said the Duchess. "Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
391:Well that was the silliest tea party I ever went to! I am never going back there again! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
392:I'm not crazy. My reality is just different than yours.
~ Lewis Carroll Cheshire Cat ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
393:The question is,’ said Alice, ‘whether you can make words mean so many different things. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
394:this was a book about working out who you were. About identity, constant and threatened. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
395:Tumbling into a dark, Lewis Carroll labyrinth of filth, pursuing a white rabbit of smut! ~ Russell Brand, #NFDB
396:What is his sorrow?" [...] "It's all his fancy, that: he hasn't got no sorrow, you know. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
397:What is the use of a book without pictures or conversations?
-Alice in Wonderland ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
398:You’re mad, bonkers, off your head. But I’ll tell you a secret; all the best people are. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
399:aber1 bis gestern2 (zurück zu gehen3), wäre ganz unnütz, weil4 ich da jemand Anderes war. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
400:have i gone mad? im afraid so, but let me tell you something, the best people usualy are. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
401:"Well, I never heard it before," said the Mock Turtle; "but it sounds uncommon nonsense." ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
402:Why is a raven like a writing desk? - Mad Hatter
I haven't the slightest idea. - Alice ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
403:Why, you might just as well say that, I see what I eat, is the same as, I eat what I see. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
404:I beg your pardon?' Alice said with a puzzled air. 'I'm not offended,' said Humpty Dumpty. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
405:It’s a poor sort of memory that only works backwards.” Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland ~ Cornelia Funke, #NFDB
406:"I could have done it in a much more complicated way," said the Red Queen, immensely proud. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
407:important—unimportant—unimportant—important—' as if he were trying which word sounded best. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
408:When I make a word do a lot of work like that,' said Humpty Dumpty, 'I always pay it extra. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
409:Where should I go?" -Alice. "That depends on where you want to end up." - The Cheshire Cat. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
410:You mean you ca’n’t take less,” said the Hatter: “it’s very easy to take more than nothing. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
411:But, said Alice, if the world has absolutely no sense, who's stopping us from inventing one? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
412:But, said Alice, the the world has absolutely no sens, who's stopping us from inventing one? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
413:Charles Lutwidge Dodgson's life in space-time colored his liberated life of the imagination. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
414:have i gone mad?
im afraid so, but let me tell you something, the best people usualy are. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
415:I ca'n't remember things as I used- and I don't keep the same size for ten minutes together! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
416:It is her solidity that is magical. The wonders are not wild or strange but odd and curious. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
417:Oh, there’s no use in talking to him,’ said Alice desperately: ‘he’s perfectly idiotic!’ And ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
418:So young a child ought to know which way she's going, even if she doesn't know her own name! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
419:That's just the trouble with me,I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
420:pardon!' said the Mouse, frowning, but very politely: 'Did you speak?' 'Not I!' said the Lory ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
421:Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
422:and the moral ofthat is —“Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
423:¿Cuánto dura la eternidad? -preguntó Alicia-
-A veces, solo un segundo -respondió el conejo ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
424:I didn't know that cats could grin.'
'They all can,' said the Duchess, 'and most of 'em do. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
425:If everybody minded their own business... the world would go round a deal faster than it does. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
426:I learned long ago that being Lewis Carroll was infinitely more exciting than being Alice. ~ Joyce Carol Oates, #NFDB
427:I've been influenced by poets as diverse as Dylan Thomas, Lewis Carroll, and Edgar Allan Poe. ~ Jack Prelutsky, #NFDB
428:Begin at the beginning,' the King said gravely, 'and go on till you come to the end: then stop. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
429:Ever drifting down the stream
Lingering in the golden gleam
Life, what is it but a dream? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
430:flamingoes and mustard both bite. And the moral of that is--"Birds of a feather flock together. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
431:get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
432:Now, here, you see, it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place. - The Queen ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
433:One of the secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
434:The human mind is generally far more eager to praise and dispraise than to describe and define. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
435:the reason they’re called lessons,’ the Gryphon remarked: ‘because they lessen from day to day. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
436:The world is but a Thought," said he:
"The vast unfathomable sea
Is but a Notion—unto me. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
437:You’re mad, bonkers, completely off your head. But I’ll tell you a secret. All the best people. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
438:flamingoes and mustard both bite. And the moral of that is — “Birds of a feather flock together. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
439:i fenicònteri e la senape pizzicano entrambi, e la morale è questa—'Chi si rassembra s'assembra. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
440:“One of the secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others” ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
441:She's in that state of mind that she wants to deny SOMETHING only she doesn't know what to deny! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
442:Well, when one's lost, I suppose it's good advice to stay where you are until someone finds you. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
443:Be sure the safest rule is that we should not dare to live in any scene in which we dare not die. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
444:But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's a great puzzle! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
445:But that's just the trouble with me. I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
446:Give your evidence,' said the King; 'and don't be nervous, or I'll have you executed on the spot. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
447:Not like cats ” cried the Mouse in a shrill passionate voice. “Would you like cats if you were me ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
448:Say, can thy noble spirit stoop
To join the gormandising troop
Who find a solace in a soup? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
449:What does it matter where my body happens to be?' he said. 'My mind goes on working all the same. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
450: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 ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
451:If you knew Time as well as I do,’ said the Hatter, ‘you wouldn’t talk about wasting it. It’s him. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
452:One of the hardest things in the world is to convey a meaning accurately from one mind to another. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
453:Si conocieras el tiempo tan bien como yo m no hablarías de matarlo. El tiempo es todo un personaje ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
454:Y la moraleja de esto es... << Oh , el amor , el amor . El amor hace girar al mundo >> ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
455:Birds of a feather flock together.'' Und die Moral1 davon ist: Gleich und Gleich gesellt sich gern. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
456:How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice. "You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
457:I do,” Alice hastily replied; “at least—at least I mean what I say—that’s the same thing, you know. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
458:I don't know the meaning of half those long words, and, what's more, I don't believe you do either! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
459:If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
460: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
461:If you drink much from a bottle marked 'poison' it is certain to disagree with you sooner or later. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
462:It is the one of the great secrets of life that those things are most worth doing,we do for others. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
463:You’re mad, bonkers, completely off your head. But I’ll tell you a secret. All the best people are. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
464:But if I’m not the same, the next question is, ‘Who in the world am I?’ Ah, that’s the great puzzle! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
465:How puzzling all these changes are! I'm never sure what I'm going to be, from one minute to another. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
466:Little Alice fell
d
o
w
n
the hOle,
bumped her head
and bruised her soul ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
467:Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only know how to begin.’ For, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
468:One novel has been all my reading, Our Mutual Friend, one of the cleverest that Dickens has written. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
469:One of the deep secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
470:she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed; ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
471:Would you be a poet Before you've been to school? Ah, well! I hardly thought you So absolute a fool. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
472:Alice felt so desperate that she was ready to ask help of any one; so, when the Rabbit came near her, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
473:Begin at the beginning," the King said, very gravely, "and go on till you come to the end: then stop. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
474:came trotting along in a great hurry, muttering to himself as he came, 'Oh! the Duchess, the Duchess! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
475:E então a duquesa disse: A moral disso é, tome conta do sentido e os sons tomarão conta de si mesmos. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
476:How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice
"You must be," said the cat, "or you wouldn't have come here. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
477:And never, never, dear madam, put 'Wednesday' simply as the date! That way madness lies! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
478:belong to one of the doors of the hall; but, alas! either the locks were too large, or the key was too ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
479:conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
480:If you drink from the bottle called poison, it is almost certain to disagree with you sooner or later. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
481:said the Knave, "I didn't write it and they can't prove that I did; there's no name signed at the end. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
482:She felt very curious to know what it was all about, and crept a little way out of the wood to listen. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
483:That's the reason they're called lessons," the Gryphon remarked: "because they lessen from day to day. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
484:That’s the reason they’re called lessons,’ the Gryphon remarked: ‘because they lessen from day to day. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
485:They're dreadfully fond of beheading people here; the great wonder is, that there's anyone left alive! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
486:(as if1) she (had known3) them (all her life2). (als ob1) sie sie ihr (ganzes Leben2) (gekannt hätte3). ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
487:But I was thinking of a way To multiply by ten, And always, in the answer, get The question back again. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
488:Only I do hope it’s my dream, and not the Red King’s! I don’t like belonging to another person’s dream, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
489:Se quien era esta mañana cuando me levanté, pero creo que he debido cambiar varias veces desde entonces ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
490:ALICE was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
491:very poor speaker," said the King. "You may go," said the King, and the Hatter hurriedly left the court. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
492:and illustrations are in the public domain and are free to use, reproduce, or alter as desired. Cover and ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
493:either the locks were too large, or the key was too small, but at any rate it would not open any of them. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
494:Is all our Life, then but a dream Seen faintly in the golden gleam Athwart Time's dark resistless stream? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
495:Well, now that we have seen each other,' said the Unicorn, 'if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
496:Well, now that we have seen each other," said the unicorn, "if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
497:How do you know I’m mad?’ said Alice. ‘You must be,’ said the Cat, ‘or you wouldn’t have come here.’ Alice ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
498:I can explain all the poems that were ever invented - and a good many that haven't been invented just yet. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
499:I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
500:In most gardens", the Tiger-lily said, "they make the beds too soft-so that the flowers are always asleep. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
501:If you limit your actions in life to things that nobody can possibly find fault with, you will not do much! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
502:I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
503:I once delivered a simple ball, which I was told, had it gone far enough, would have been considered a wide ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
504:It is wrong from beginning to end,' said the Caterpillar decidedly, and there was silence for some minutes. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
505:no use in crying like that!' said Alice to herself, rather sharply; 'I advise you to leave off this minute! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
506:If it had grown up, it would have made a dreadfully ugly child; but it makes rather a handsome pig, I think. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
507:if you drink much from a bottle marked 'poison,' it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
508:I'm very brave generally,' he went on in a low voice: 'only today I happen to have a headache.' (Tweedledum) ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
509:it had a sort of mixed flavor of cherry-tart, custard, pineapple, roast turkey, toffy and hot buttered toast ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
510:It was so long since she had been anything near the right size, that it felt quite strange at first; but she ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
511:—Si conocieras al Tiempo como yo —dijo el Sombrerero—, no hablarías de emplearlo o perderlo. Él es muy suyo. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
512:I have proved by actual trial that a letter, that takes an hour to write, takes only about 3 minutes to read! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
513:In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
514:I think I should understand that better, if I had it written down: but I can't quite follow it as you say it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
515:Alice thought to herself, 'I don't see how he can EVEN finish, if he doesn't begin.' But she waited patiently. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
516:and graphic design elements and alterations are property of Bookbyte Digital and may be used as long as credit ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
517:How doth the little crocodile Improve his shining tail, And pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
518:I pictured myself the Queen of Hearts as sort of embodiment of ungovernable passion - a blind and aimless Fury ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
519:It's too late to correct it: when you've once said a thing, that fixes it, and you must take the consequences. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
520:La cosa no tenía nada de muy especial, [...] pero tampoco le pareció a Alicia que tuviera nada de muy extraño. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
521:Surely your gladness need not be the less for the thought that you will one day see a brighter dawn than this. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
522:You're not the same as you were before," he said. You were much more... muchier... you've lost your muchness. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
523:Abstract qualities begin With capitals alway: The True, the Good, the Beautiful- Those are the things that pay! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
524:'And how, who am I? I will remember, if I can! I'm determined to do it!' But being determined didn't help much. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
525:Have I gone mad? I'm afraid so. You're entirely Bonkers. But I will tell you a secret, All the best people are. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
526:What matter it how far we go?" his scaly friend replied."There is another shore, you know, upon the other side. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
527:Have I gone mad?
I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
528:It’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.” - Adventures of Alice in Wonderland ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
529:Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
530:No discussion between two persons can be of any use, until each knows clearly what it is that the other asserts. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
531:Twinkle, twinkle little bat How I wonder what you're at! Up above the world you fly, Like a tea-tray in the sky. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
532: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
533:The Mad Hatter: "Would you like some wine?" Alice: "Yes..." The Mad Hatter: "We haven't any and you're too young. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
534:curtseying as you're falling through the air! Do you think you could manage it?) 'And what an ignorant little girl ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
535:Have I gone mad?
- I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret, all the best people are. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
536:He was part of my dream, of course—but then I was part of his dream, too. Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass ~ Richard Adams, #NFDB
537:In proceeding to the dining-room, the gentleman gives one arm to the lady he escorts--it is unusual to offer both. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
538:Am I mad?”
“I’m afraid so. You’re entirely bonkers! But I’ll tell you a secret… all of the best people are! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
539:at least I know who Iwas when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
540:I almost wish I hadn't gone down that rabbit-hole—and yet—and yet—it's rather curious, you know, this sort of life! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
541:know,' said the Mouse. 'Of course,' the Dodo replied very gravely. 'What else have you got in your pocket?' he went ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
542:Only the insane equate pain with success."
"The uninformed must improve their deficit, or die."
Cheshire Cat ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
543:They were obliged to have him with them,' the Mock Turtle said: 'no wise fish would go anywhere without a porpoise. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
544:Who cares for you?' said Alice, (she had grown to her full size by this time.) 'You're nothing but a pack of cards! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
545: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
546:How cheerfully he seems to grin, How neatly spread his claws, And welcome little fishes in With gently smiling jaws! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
547:Speak roughly to your little boy and beat him when he sneezes! he only does it to annoy, because he knows it teases! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
548:Where do you want to go?" was his responce. "I don't know" Alice answered. "Then," said the cat, "it doesn't matter. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
549:'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.' ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
550:Ich weiß, wer ich war, als ich heute morgen aufstand, aber ich glaube, daß ich mich seitdem mehrfach verwandelt habe. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
551: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
552:And ever since that," the Hatter went on in a mournful tone, "He wo'n't do a thing I ask! It's always six o'clock now. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
553:It’s really dreadful,’ she muttered to herself, ‘the way all the creatures argue. It’s enough to drive one crazy!’ The ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
554:One thing was certain, that the white kitten had had nothing to do with it-- it was the black kitten's fault entirely. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
555:Where do you come from? And where are you going? Look up, speak nicely, and don't twiddle your fingers all the time. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
556:Why, Mary Ann, what ARE you doing out here? Run home this moment, and fetch me a pair of gloves and a fan! Quick, now! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
557:You might just as well say,” added the March Hare, “that ‘I like what I get’ is the same thing as ‘I get what I like’! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
558:about1 four inches2 deep3 and reaching half4 down the hall5. ungefähr1 vier Zoll2 tief3 und den halben4 Korridor5 lang. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
559: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? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
560:It is the privilege of true genius, And especially genius who opens up a new path, To make great mistakes with impunity ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
561:Speak English!' said the Eaglet. 'I don't know the meaning of half those long words, and I don't believe you do either! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
562:The Mad Hatter: "Would you like some wine?"
Alice: "Yes..."
The Mad Hatter: "We haven't any and you're too young. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
563:You could not see a cloud, because No cloud was in the sky: No birds were flying overhead - There were no birds to fly. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
564:Have I gone mad??'
'I'm afraid so! You're entirely bonkers! but I'll tell you a secret ..... All the best people are! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
565:White Rabbit returning, splendidly dressed, with a pair of white kid gloves in one hand and a large fan in the other: he ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
566:You could not see a cloud, because No cloud was in the sky: No birds were flying overhead -- There were no birds to fly. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
567:Alice: How long is forever?
White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
568:I ca’n’t remember things before they happen.’ ‘It’s a poor sort of memory that only works backwards,’ the Queen remarked. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
569:Only I don't think,' Alice went on, 'that they'd let Dinah stop in the house if it began ordering people about like that! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
570:either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.) Presently she began again. 'I wonder if I shall fall right through ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
571:Speak in French when you can't think of the English for a thing. Turn out your toes as you walk. And remember who you are! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
572:The time has come," the walrus said, "to talk of many things: Of shoes and ships - and sealing wax - of cabbages and kings ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
573:tied round the neck of the bottle was a paper label, with the words "DRINK ME" beautifully printed on it in large letters. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
574:Have I gone mad? I'm afraid so.
You're entirely Bonkers.
But I will tell you a secret,
All the best people are. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
575:It is a very inconvenient habit of kittens (Alice had once made the remark) that whatever you say to them, they always purr. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
576:Me dirías, por favor, qué camino debería tomar desde aquí?” “Eso depende en gran parte de a dónde quieres ir”, dijo el Gato. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
577:Really, now you ask me,' said Alice, very much confused, 'I don't think--'
Then you shouldn't talk,' said the Hatter. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
578: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
579:And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! He chortled in his joy. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
580:Beautiful soup! Who cares for fish, game or any other dish? Who would not give all else for two pennyworth of beautiful soup? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
581:For nonsense, as Chesterton liked to tell us, is a way of looking at existence that is akin to religious humility and wonder. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
582:natural); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
583:shouted at the top of her voice. Nobody moved. "Who cares for you?" said Alice (she had grown to her full size by this time). ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
584:Speak roughly to your little boy
and beat him when he sneezes!
he only does it to annoy,
because he knows it teases! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
585:'The time has come,' the walrus said, 'to talk of many things: of shoes and ships - and sealing wax - of cabbages and kings.' ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
586:One of the deepest motives (as you are aware) in the human beast (so deep that many have failed to detect it) is Alliteration. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
587:Si no tiene sentido”, dijo el Rey, “eso nos salva de un montón de problemas, sabes, porque no hace falta que le busquemos uno. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
588:Still, as Christmas-tide comes round, They remember it again - Echo still the joyful sound "Peace on earth, good-will to men!" ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
589:Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
590:Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
591:They've a temper, some of them - particularly verbs, they're the proudest - adjectives you can do anything with, but not verbs. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
592:what is the use of a book,' thought Alice, 'without pictures or conversations?'"
- Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland, Ch. 1 ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
593:I don't like the looks of it,' said the King: 'however, it may kis my hand, if it likes.'
'I'd rather not,' the Cat remarked. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
594:I should like the whole race of nurses to be abolished: children should be with their mother as much as possible, in my opinion. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
595:It is always allowable to ask for artichoke jelly with your boiled venison; however there are houses where this is not supplied. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
596:what would become of me? They’re dreadfully fond of beheading people here: the great wonder is, that there’s any one left alive! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
597:When I use a word,” Humpty Dumpty said in a rather scornful tone “it means just what I chose it to mean – neither more nor less. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
598: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
599:and what an ignorant little girl she'll think me for asking!No,it'll never do to ask:perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
600: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
601:One! two! and through and through The vorpal blade went snickersnack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
602: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
603:Curiouser and curiouser!” Cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good English). ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
604:If everybody minded their own business,' the Duchess said in a hoarse growl, 'the world would go round a deal faster than it does. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
605:If everybody minded their own business,’ the Duchess said in a hoarse growl, ‘the world would go round a deal faster than it does. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
606:I pictured to myself the Queen of Hearts as a sort of embodiment of ungovernable passion— a blind and aimless Fury. —LEWIS CARROLL ~ Marissa Meyer, #NFDB
607:ORANGE MARMALADE', but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar for fear of killing somebody, so ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
608:That which chiefly causes the failure of a dinner-party, is the running short--not of meat, nor yet of drink, but of conversation. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
609:The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
610:The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
611:There are three hundred and sixty-four days when you might get un-birthday presents, and only one for birthday presents, you know. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
612:When I use a word,' Humpty Dumpty said in a rather scornful tone, 'it means just what I choose it to mean - neither more nor less. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
613: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
614:Beware the Jabberwock, my son The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
615:'O Tiger-lily,' said Alice... 'I wish you could talk!' 'We can talk,' said the Tiger-lily: 'when there's anybody worth talking to." ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
616: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
617:The Rabbit started violently, dropped the white kid gloves and the fan, and scurried away into the darkness as hard as he could go. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
618:When I use a word,' Humpty Dumpty said in a rather scornful tone, 'it means exactly what I choose it to mean-neither more nor less. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
619:Alice ventured to taste it, and finding it very nice, (it had, in fact, a sort of mixed flavour of cherry-tart, custard, pine-apple, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
620:And what an ignorant little girl she’ll think me for asking! No, it’ll never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
621:Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
622:learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a VERY good opportunity for showing off ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
623:Like a fable, Night when a Milky Way goes through the other Milky Way
My hope is standing
He walked with the speed of memories ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
624:Mouse sandwiches and open graves?" Meredith arched an elegant eyebrow. "I think you're getting Stephen King mixed up with Lewis Carroll. ~ L J Smith, #NFDB
625:so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
626:'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.' ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
627:“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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
628:¿Quién soy yo, primero? Contéstenme, y luego, si me gusta ser esa persona, subiré, si no, me quedaré aquí abajo hasta que sea otra... ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
629:Speak in French when you can’t think of the English for a thing--
turn your toes out when you walk---
And remember who you are! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
630:And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
He chortled in his joy. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
631:Creo que si, que has perdido la cabez, estás completamente loco. Pero te diré un secreto: las mejores personas lo están. (Sombrerero). ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
632:My dear, here we must run as fast as we can, just to stay in place. And if you wish to go anywhere you must run twice as fast as that. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
633:people that walk with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think--' (she was rather glad there WAS no one listening, this time, as ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
634: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
635:I didn't say there was nothing BETTER,' the King replied. 'I said there was nothing LIKE it.' Which Alice did not venture to deny. 'Who ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
636:I have often seen a cat without a grin - but a grin without a cat - remember the cat kept appearing and disappearing slowly bit by bit. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
637:the English novel is childish because what is desired is not maturity and wisdom but a return to the safety and innocence of childhood— ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
638:Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
639:hand with Dinah, and saying to her very earnestly, 'Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?' when suddenly, thump! thump! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
640:Not the same thing a bit!” said the Hatter. “You might just as well say that ‘I see what I eat’ is the same thing as ‘I eat what I see’! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
641: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
642:Contrariwise,' continued Tweedledee, '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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
643: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
644:Oh!, é o amor, é o amor que faz o mundo girar!" "Alguém disse", Alice murmurou, "que ele gira quando cada um trata do que é da sua conta. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
645:Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
646: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
647:One! two! and through and through
The vorpal blade went snickersnack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
648: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
649:- so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation.
"Oh, your sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
650: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 someone else. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
651:and her eyes immediately met those of a large caterpillar, that was sitting on the top with its arms folded, quietly smoking a long hookah, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
652:daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
653: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
654:Here is a golden Rule.... Write legibly. The average temper of the human race would be perceptibly sweetened, if everybody obeyedthis Rule! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
655:lo mejor caigo a través de toda la tierra! ¡Qué divertido sería salir donde vive esta gente que anda cabeza abajo! Los antipáticos, creo... ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
656: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 ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
657:You know what the issue is with this world? Everyone wants some magical solution to their problem and everyone refuses to believe in magic. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
658: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
659:Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put Humpty together again ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
660:If there is 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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
661:meaning in it," said the King, "that saves a world of trouble, you know, as we needn't try to find any. Let the jury consider their verdict. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
662:Alice sighed wearily. 'I think you might do something better with the time,' she said, 'than waste it in asking riddles that have no answers. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
663: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
664:But it's no use now," thought poor Alice, "to pretend to be two people! Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
665:Contrariwise,' continued Tweedledee, '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.' 'I ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
666:IN THE END… We only regret the chances we didn’t take, the relationships we were afraid to have,and the decisions we waited too long to make. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
667: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
668: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'- ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
669:you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
670: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
671: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
672:about the right distance--but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?' (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
673:Beware the Jabberwock, my son
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
674: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
675:about her and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
676: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
677:Consider what a great girl you are. Consider what a long way you’ve come to-day. Consider what o’clock it is. Consider anything, only don’t cry! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
678:I wish I dared dispense with all costume. Naked children are so perfectly pure and lovely; but Mrs. Grundy would be furious - it would never do. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
679:Why it's simply impassible!
Alice: Why, don't you mean impossible?
Door: No, I do mean impassible. (chuckles) Nothing's impossible! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
680:As she said this she looked down at her hands, and was surprised to see that she had put on one of the Rabbit's little white kid gloves while she ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
681:For you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
682:In summer, when the days are long, Perhaps you'll understand the song: In Autumn, when the leaves are brown, Take pen and ink, and write it down. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
683: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
684:meanwhile we'll drink your health - queen Alice's health!' she screamed at the top of her voice, and all the guests began drinking it directly... ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
685: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, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
686:down, I think--' (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a VERY good ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
687:For, you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
688: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
689:He wasn't running," said Bruno, "and he wasn't crawling. He went struggling along like a portmanteau. And he held his chin ever so high in the air— ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
690: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
691:she soon found out that the cause of this was the fan she was holding, and she dropped it hastily, just in time to avoid shrinking away altogether. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
692: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
693:Mad Hatter: Am I going mad?
Alice: Yes, you're mad, bonkers, off the top of your head...but...I'll tell you a secret.
All the best people are. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
694: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
695:Begin at the beginning,” the King said, very gravely, “and go on till you come to the end: then stop.” - Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland ~ Linda Kage, #NFDB
696: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
697:Where shall I begin, please your Majesty?' he asked. 'Begin at the beginning,' the King said gravely, 'and go on till you come to the end: then stop. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
698: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
699:Poor Alice! It was as much as she could do, lying down on one side, to look through into the garden with one eye; but to get through was more hopeless ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
700:"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." ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
701:semble drôle, pensa Alice, de faire des commissions pour un lapin ! Après ça, je suppose que c'est Dinah qui m'enverra faire des commissions !» Et elle ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
702:There comes a pause, for human strength will not endure to dance without cessation; and everyone must reach the point at length of absolute prostration ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
703:The voices didn’t join in this time, as she hadn’t spoken, but to her surprise, they all thought in chorus.” — LEWIS CARROLL, Through the Looking-Glass ~ Connie Willis, #NFDB
704:For, you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. There ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
705:Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
706:There comes a pause, for human strength will not endure to dance without cessation; and everyone must reach the point at length of absolute prostration. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
707:altogether, like a candle. I wonder what I should be like then?' And she tried to fancy what the flame of a candle is like after the candle is blown out, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
708: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
709:I've often seen a cat without a grin...but a grin without a cat!It's the most curious thing I ever saw in my life!"
Alice's adventures in wonderland. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
710: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
711:Tut, tut, child!’ said the Duchess. ‘Everything’s got a moral, if only you can find it.’ And she squeezed herself up closer to Alice’s side as she spoke. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
712:Where shall I begin, please your Majesty?" he asked.
"Begin at the beginning," the King said gravely, "and go on till you come to the end: then stop. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
713:Where shall I begin, please your majesty?" she asked.
"Begin at the beginning," the king said gravely, "and go on till you come to the end: then stop. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
714:box of comfits, (luckily the salt water had not got into it), and handed them round as prizes. There was exactly one a-piece all round. 'But she must have ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
715:For, you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. There ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
716: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! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
717: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 twice as fast as that. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
718:stop. 'Well, I'd hardly finished the first verse,' said the Hatter, 'when the Queen jumped up and bawled out, "He's murdering the time! Off with his head! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
719:"The horror of that moment," the King went on, "I shall never, never forget!" "You will, though," the Queen said, "if you don't make a memorandum of it." ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
720:There's no use in comparing one's feelings between one day and the next; you must allow a reasonable interval, for the direction of change to show itself. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
721:"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." ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
722: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
723: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... ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
724: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
725: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
726:you see, a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
727:—¡Considera qué niña más excepcional eres! ¡Considera lo muy lejos que has llegado hoy! ¡Considera la hora que es! ¡Considera cualquier cosa, pero no llores! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
728:Finding meaning, like losing meaning, involves pleasure as well as pain. But then losing meaning, like finding it, does too, as the best nonsense reminds us. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
729: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
730:I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.” —Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland ~ Holly Madison, #NFDB
731:It sounded an excellent plan, no doubt, and very simply and neatly arranged; the only difficulty was, that she had not the smallest idea how to set about it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
732:What do you know about this business?' the King said to Alice. 'Nothing,' said Alice. 'Nothing WHATEVER?' persisted the King. 'Nothing whatever,' said Alice. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
733: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
734: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
735:change to tinkling sheep- bells, and the Queen's shrill cries to the voice of the shepherd boy--and the sneeze of the baby, the shriek of the Gryphon, and all ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
736: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
737:si l'on boit une bonne partie du contenu d'une bouteille portant l'étiquette: poison , ça ne manque presque jamais, tôt ou tard, d'être mauvais pour la santé. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
738: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
739: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
740:—Yo, señor, en realidad no sé quién soy en este momento, aunque esta mañana lo sabía muy bien cuando me levanté, ¡pero he cambiado tantas veces desde entonces! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
741:Let craft, ambition, spite,
Be quenched in Reason's night,
Till weakness turn to might,
Till what is dark be light,
Till what is wrong be right! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
742:She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes; ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
743:But I was thinking of a plan
To dye one's whiskers green,
And always use so large a fan
That they could not be seen."
from The White Knights Song ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
744: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
745:with a pair1 of white kid gloves2 in one hand and a large fan3 in the other4: mit einem Paar1 weißen Handschuhen2 in einer Hand und einem Fächer3 in der andern4. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
746:If he smiled much more, the ends of his mouth might meet behind,' she thought: 'and then I don't know what would happen to his head! I'm afraid it would come off! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
747:Let craft, ambition, spite, Be quenched in Reason's night, Till weakness turn to might, Till what is dark be light, Till what is wrong be right! Lewis Carroll ~ A P J Abdul Kalam, #NFDB
748:The first "o" in "borogoves" is pronounced like the "o" in "borrow." I have heard people try to give it the sound of the "o" in "worry". Such is Human Perversity. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
749:The recent extraordinary discovery in Photography, as applied in the operations of the mind, has reduced the art of novel-writing to the merest mechanical labour. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
750:When I was your age, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believe as many as six impossible things before breakfast."
- The White Queen ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
751:I have had prayers answered - most strangely so sometimes - but I think our Heavenly Father's loving-kindness has been even more evident in what He has refused me. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
752:learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a VERY good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
753:little glass box that was lying under the table: she opened it, and found in it a very small cake, on which the words 'EAT ME' were beautifully marked in currants. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
754: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
755: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
756: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
757:The Duchess! The Duchess! Oh my dear paws! Oh my fur and whiskers! She’ll get me executed, as sure as ferrets are ferrets! Where can I have dropped them, I wonder? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
758:You may look in front of you, and on both sides, if you like,' said the sheep: 'but you can't look ALL round you - unless you've got eyes at the back of your head. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
759:I entered my room, and undrew the window-curtains, just in time to see the sun burst in glory from his ocean-prison, and clothe the world in the light of a new day. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
760:It's a pun!' the King added in an offended tone, and everybody laughed, 'Let the jury consider their verdict,' the King said, for about the twentieth time that day. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
761:That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat. 'I don't much care where—' said Alice. 'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
762: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
763: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 ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
764:I am not unique in my elegiac sadness at watching reading die, in the era that celebrates Stephen King and J.K. Rowling rather than Charles Dickens and Lewis Carroll. ~ Harold Bloom, #NFDB
765:Reeling and Writhing of course, to begin with,' the Mock Turtle replied, 'and the different branches of arithmetic-ambition, distraction, uglification, and derision. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
766:Sería una guerra a lo Lewis Carroll, un tipo de guerra en la que un oficial estadounidense declararía cosas como: «Tuvimos que destruir la aldea para salvarla». Llegué ~ Phil Knight, #NFDB
767:You might just as well say,” added the Dormouse, who seemed to be talking in its sleep, “that ‘I breathe when I sleep’ is the same thing as ‘I sleep when I breathe’! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
768:Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
769: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
770: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
771:I wish creatures wouldn't be so easily offended!", "You'll get used to it in time," said the Caterpillar; and it put the hookah into its mouth and began smoking again. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
772:Pero no quiero andar entre locos”, protestó Alicia. “Oh, no puedes evitarlo”, dijo el Gato: “todos estamos locos por aquí. Yo estoy loco. Tú estás loca”. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
773: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
774: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
775: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
776: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
777: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 ! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
778: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! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
779:Again, the first "o" in "borogoves" is pronounced like the "o" in "borrow." I have heard people try to give it the sound of the "o" in "worry". Such is Human Perversity. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
780:Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?’ and sometimes, ‘Do bats eat cats?’ for, you see, as she couldn’t answer either question, it didn’t much matter which way she put it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
781:Kim ja właściwie jestem? Powiedzcie mi to naprzód: jeżeli będę chciała być tą osobą, to wrócę, a jeżeli nie, to zostanę na dole, dopóki nie zmienię się w kogoś milszego. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
782:The Hatter's remark seemed to her to have no sort of meaning in it, and yet it was certainly English. "I don't quite understand you," she said, as politely as she could. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
783: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
784: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? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
785:but Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
786: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
787: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
788: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
789:This was charming, no doubt; but they shortly found out That the Captain they trusted so well Had only one notion for crossing the ocean, And that was to tingle his bell. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
790: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
791: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
792: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 ! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
793:Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I am not the same, the next question is "Who in the world am I? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
794:"In my youth," said his father, "I look to the law, And argued each case with my wife; And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw Has lasted the rest of my life." ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
795:So young a child," said the gentleman sitting opposite to her, (he was dressed in white paper,) "ought to know which way she's going, even if she doesn't know her own name! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
796: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
797:The Jury had each formed a different view
Long before the indictment was read
And they all spoke at once so that none of them knew
One word that the other had said ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
798:I get so tired of people saying, 'Oh, you only make fantasy films and this and that', and I'm like, 'Well no, fantasy is reality', that's what Lewis Carroll showed in his work. ~ Tim Burton, #NFDB
799:I wish I could manage to be glad!" the Queen said. "Only I never can remember the rule. You must be very happy, living in this wood, and being glad whenever you like! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
800:What is his sorrow?' She asked the Gryphon. And the Gryphon answered, very nearly in the same words as before, 'It's all his fancy, that: he hasn't got no sorrow, you know'. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
801: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
802: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? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
803: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
804:Cat: Where are you going?
Alice: Which way should I go?
Cat: That depends on where you are going.
Alice: I don’t know.
Cat: Then it doesn’t matter which way you go. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
805:her, calling out in a confused way, 'Prizes! Prizes!' Alice had no idea what to do, and in despair she put her hand in her pocket, and pulled out a box of comfits, (luckily the ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
806:They've a temper, some of them--particularly verbs: they're the proudest--adjectives you can do anything with, but not verbs--however I can manage the whole lot of them! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
807:Words mean more than we mean to express when we use them,” Lewis Carroll once wrote in a letter to a friend, “so a whole book ought to mean a great deal more than the writer means. ~ Anonymous, #NFDB
808: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
809:Habla en francés cuando no te acuerdes de alguna palabra en castellano... acuérdate bien de andar con las puntas de los pies hacia afuera... y no te olvides nunca de quien eres! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
810:His hair, from much running of fingers
through it, radiates in all directions and surrounds his head
like a halo of glory, or like the second Corollary of Euclid
I. 32. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
811: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
812:I've had nothing yet,'Alice repilied in an offended tone, 'so I can't takr more.'
'You mean you can't take less.' said the Hatter: ' it's very easy to take more than nothing. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
813: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
814: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
815: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? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
816:The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright-- And this was odd, because it was The middle of the night. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
817:Well, it's got no business there, at any rate: go and take it away!' There was a long silence after this, and Alice could only hear whispers now and then; such as, 'Sure, I don't ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
818: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! There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
819: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
820:O Oysters,' said the Carpenter, You've had a pleasant run! Shall we be trotting home again?' But answer came there none - And this was scarcely odd, because They'd eaten every one. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
821:What's the good of Mercator's North Poles and Equators, Tropics, Zones, and Meridian Lines?" So the Bellman would cry: and the crew would reply "They are merely conventional signs! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
822:I daresay you haven't had much practice. 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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
823:would gather about her other little children, and make THEIR eyes bright and eager with many a strange tale, perhaps even with the dream of Wonderland of long ago: and how she would ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
824:"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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
825: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
826:Then the bowsprit got mixed with the rudder sometimes:
A thing, as the Bellman remarked,
That frequently happens in tropical climes,
When a vessel is, so to speak, "snarked. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
827:Two days wrong!" sighed the Hatter. "I told you butter wouldn't suit the works!" he added, looking angrily at the March Hare. "It was the best butter," the March Hare meekly replied. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
828: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
829:It sounds like a horse,' Alice thought to herself. And an extremely small voice, close to her ear, said, 'You might make a joke on that—something about "horse" and "hoarse," you know. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
830: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
831:"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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
832:Come, hearken then, ere voice of dread, with bitter tiding laden, shall summon to unwelcome bed a melancholy maiden! We are but older children, dear, who fret to find our bedtime near. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
833: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? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
834:Oh, you ca'n'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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
835:There's nothing a well-regulated child hates so much as regularity. I believe a really healthy boy would thoroughly enjoy Greek Grammar--if only he might stand on his head to learn it! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
836: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
837:back again, and looking anxiously about as it went, as if it had lost something; and she heard it muttering to itself 'The Duchess! The Duchess! Oh my dear paws! Oh my fur and whiskers! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
838:Seven years and six months! Humpty Dumpty repeated thoughtfully. 'An uncomfortable sort of age. Now if you'd asked my advice, I'd have said "Leave off at seven" - but it's too late now. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
839:Then fill up the glasses as quick as you can, And sprinkle the table with buttons and bran: Put cats in the coffee, and mice in the tea— And welcome Queen Alice with thirty-times-three! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
840:An enormous puppy was looking down at her with large round eyes, and feebly stretching out one paw, trying to touch her. 'Poor little thing!' said Alice, in a coaxing tone, and she tried ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
841:We may give our human loves the unconditional allegiance which we owe only to God. Then they become gods: then they become demons. Then they will destroy us, and also destroy themselves. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
842:Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?' and sometimes, 'Do bats eat cats?' for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much matter which way she put it. She felt that she ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
843: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
844:The time has come, the Walrus said, to talk of many things.
Of shoes and ships and sealing wax and cabbages and kings.
And why the sea is boiling hot. And whether pigs have wings. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
845:Well, then,' the Cat went on, 'you see, a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
846:Well, then,” the Cat went on, “you see, a dog growls when it’s angry, and wags its tail when it’s pleased. Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
847:absurd, but they all looked so grave that she did not dare to laugh; and, as she could not think of anything to say, she simply bowed, and took the thimble, looking as solemn as she could. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
848: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
849:They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care;
They pursued it with forks and hope;
They threatened its life with a railway-share;
They charmed it with smiles and soap. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
850: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
851:I’m older than you, and must know better.” And this Alice would not allow, without knowing how old it was, and, as the Lory positively refused to tell its age, there was no more to be said. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
852: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
853:anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!' (Which was very likely true.) Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end! 'I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
854: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
855:The White Rabbit put on his spectacles. 'Where shall I begin, please your Majesty?' he asked. 'Begin at the beginning,' the King said gravely, 'and go on till you come to the end: then stop. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
856: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
857:A bottle that reads, "Drink me." A tea party, with a dormouse, a March Hare, and of course, one Mad Hatter. A red queen, with as much a fondness for tarts as for saying, "Off with their heads! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
858:Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter's remark seemed to have no sort of meaning in it, and yet it was certainly English. 'I don't quite understand you,' she said, as politely as she could. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
859:a while, finding that nothing more happened, she decided on going into the garden at once; but, alas for poor Alice! when she got to the door, she found she had forgotten the little golden key, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
860:but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
861:The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
862:Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
863:Although Lewis Carroll thought of The Hunting of the Snark as a nonsense ballad for children, it is hard to imagine - in fact one shudders to imagine - a child of today reading and enjoying it. ~ Martin Gardner, #NFDB
864:and when she had tired1 herself out with trying, the poor2 little3 thing4 sat down and cried5. und als sie sich ganz müde1 gearbeitet hatte, setzte sich das arme2, kleine3 Ding4 hin und weinte5. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
865:and when she (went back1) to the table2 for it, she found she could5 (not possibly3) reach4 it: Sie ging1a zum Tisch2 zurück1b, um es zu holen, sah aber, daß sie es unmöglich3 erreichen4 konnte5 ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
866:Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. 'Dinah'll miss me very much to-night, I should think!' (Dinah was the cat.) 'I hope they'll remember her saucer ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
867:The question is, which is to be master? That's all. They've a temper, some of them. Particularly verbs. Oh, they're the proudest! Adjectives, eh, you can do anything with, but not verbs however. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
868:Unimportant, of course, I meant,' the King hastily said, and went on to himself in an undertone, 'important--unimportant-- unimportant--important--' as if he were trying which word sounded best. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
869:And what an ignorant little girl she'll think me for asking! No, it'll never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere.' Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
870: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
871:Sen kimsin?" diye sordu tırtıl .Alice, biraz utanarak "ben-ben şimdi pek bilmiyorum bayım, en azından bu sabah kalktığımda kim olduğumu biliyordum ama galiba o zamandan beri birkaç defa değiştim. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
872:sen kimsin?" diye sordu tırtıl. alice, biraz utanarak "ben-ben şimdi pek bilmiyorum bayım, en azından bu sabah kalktığımda kim olduğumu biliyordum ama galiba o zamandan beri birkaç defa değiştim. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
873:Study your wife closely, for the next four-and-twenty hours. If your good lady doesn't exhibit something in the shape of a contradiction in that time, Heaven help you!—you have married a monster. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
874:The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead -
There were no birds to fly. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
875: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
876: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
877:He thought he saw a Rattlesnake
That questioned him in Greek:
He looked again, and found it was
The Middle of Next Week.
'The one thing I regret,' he said,
'Is that it cannot speak! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
878: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
879:imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
880: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
881: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
882:But it must be borne in mind that, if there is a Scylla before me, there is also a Charybdis - and that, in my fear of being read as a jest, I may incur the darker destiny of not being read at all. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
883: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
884: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, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
885: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
886:Mine is a long and a sad tale!' said the Mouse, turning to Alice, and sighing. 'It is a long tail, certainly,' said Alice, looking down with wonder at the Mouse's tail; 'but why do you call it sad? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
887: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
888: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
889: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
890:I don't want to take up literature in a money-making spirit, or be very anxious about making large profits, but selling it at a loss is another thing altogether, and an amusement I cannot well afford. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
891:O Oysters,' said the Carpenter,
You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'
But answer came there none -
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
892:The time has come
The walrus said
To talk of many things:
Of shoes- and ships-
And sealing wax-
Of cabbages and kings-
And why the sae is boiling hot-
And whether pigs have wings. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
893:Come, hearken then, ere voice of dread,
with bitter tiding laden,
shall summon to unwelcome bed
a melancholy maiden!
We are but older children, dear,
who fret to find our bedtime near. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
894:"Reeling and Writhing, of course, to begin with," the Mock Turtle replied, "and the different branches of Arithmetic—Ambition, Distraction, Uglification, and Derision." ~ Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland, Chapter X., #NFDB
895:(for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a VERY good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
896:had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
897:Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
898:She’s my prisoner, you know!” the Red Knight said at last.… “I don’t know,” Alice said doubtfully. “I don’t want to be anyone’s prisoner. I want to be a Queen.” —Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass ~ Holly Madison, #NFDB
899:The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
900:The time has come,” the Walrus said, “To talk of many things: Of shoes—and ships—and sealing-wax— Of cabbages—and kings— And why the sea is boiling hot— And whether pigs have wings. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
901:Alice! A childish story take,
And with a gentile hand
Lay it where Childhood dreams are twined
In memory's mystic band,
Like pilgrim's withered wreath of flowers
Pluck'd in a far off land. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
902:Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
903: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. —Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass ~ Phil Knight, #NFDB
904:Serpent, I say again!' repeated the Pigeon, but in a more subdued tone, and added with a kind of sob, 'I've tried every way, and nothing seems to suit them!' 'I haven't the least idea what you're talking ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
905:„So ist es,“ sagte die Herzogin, „und die Moral davon ist – Mit Liebe und Gesange hält man die Welt im Gange!“
„Wer sagte denn,“ flüsterte Alice, „es geschehe dadurch, daß Jeder vor seiner Thüre fege. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
906:Aquí, como ves, has de correr tanto como puedas para permanecer en el mismo sitio. Si quieres llegar a alguna otra parte tienes que correr por lo menos el doble de rápido. LEWIS CARROLL, A través del espejo ~ Phil Knight, #NFDB
907:Come, there's no use in crying like that!" said Alice to herself, rather sharply; "i advise you to leave off this minute!" She generally gave herself very good advise, (though she very seldom followed it) ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
908:Do you know, I always thought unicorns were fabulous monsters, too? I never saw one alive before!" Well, now that we have seen each other," said the unicorn, "if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
909: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 ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
910:Intendo dire”, disse Alice, “che uno non può fare a meno di crescere.”
“Uno forse non può”, disse Humpty Dumpty,
“ma due possono. Con un aiuto adeguato, avresti potuto fermarti a sette anni. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
911:In vain we roared;in vain we tried
To rouse her into laughter:
Her pensive glances wandered wide
From orchestra to rafter -
"TIER UPON TIER!" she said,and sighed;
And silence followed after. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
912:So may it be for him, and me, and all of us!" I mused. "All that is evil, and dead, and hopeless, fading with the Night that is past! All that is good, and living, and hopeful, rising with the dawn of Day! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
913:As a general rule, do not kick the shins of the opposite gentleman under the table, if personally unaquainted with him; your pleasantry is liable to be misunderstood--a circumstance at all times unpleasant. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
914: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
915:I've a right to think," said Alice sharply.
"Just about as much right," said the Duchess, "as pigs have to fly."
~ Lewis Carroll Lewis Carroll: Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, 1865 ~ Lewis Carroll ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
916:The time has come,' the Walrus said,
To talk of many things:
Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax —
Of cabbages — and kings —
And why the sea is boiling hot —
And whether pigs have wings ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
917:Alice: “Bana hangi yoldan gitmem gerektiğini söyler misin?"
Kedi: "Bu neyi istediğine ve neye ulaşmaya çalıştığına bağlı."
Alice: "Şey, bilmem ki..."
Kedi: "O zaman hangi yoldan gittiğin farketmez. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
918:And ever, as the story drained The wells of fancy dry, And faintly strove that weary one To put the subject by, "The rest next time--" "It is next time!" The Happy voice cry. Thus grew the tale of Wonderland ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
919:'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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
920:As a general rule, do not kick the shins of the opposite gentleman under the table, if personally unacquainted with him; your pleasantry is liable to be misunderstood – a circumstance at all times unpleasant. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
921:The Queen turned crimson with fury, and, after glaring at her for a moment like a wild beast, screamed 'Off with her head! Off—'
'Nonsense!' said Alice, very loudly and decidedly, and the Queen was silent. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
922:There are days when it seems to me that in literature the most convincing depiction of the world in which we live is to be found in the phantasmagorical kingdom through which Lewis Carroll took Alice on a tour. ~ Dean Koontz, #NFDB
923:There were a number of tiny little brooks running straight across it from side to side, and the ground between was divided up into squares by a number of little green hedges, that reached from brook to brook. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
924:Call it what you like,' said the Cat. 'Do you play croquet with the Queen to-day?' 'I should like it very much,' said Alice, 'but I haven't been invited yet.' 'You'll see me there,' said the Cat, and vanished. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
925:Come, there's no use in crying like that!' said Alice to herself, rather sharply; 'I advise you to leave off this minute!' She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), and ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
926:Curiouser and curiouser!” cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good English); “now I’m opening out like the largest telescope that ever was! Good-bye, feet! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
927: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
928:To the Looking-Glass world it was Alice that said 'I've a sceptre in hand, I've a crown on my head. Let the Looking-Glass creatures, whatever they be, Come and dine with the Red Queen, the White Queen, and me. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
929: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
930:simply—"Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
931:The hedgehog was engaged in a fight with another hedgehog, which seemed to Alice an excellent opportunity for croqueting one of them with the other: the only difficulty was, that her flamingo was gone across to ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
932:Alice asked the Cheshire Cat, who was sitting in a tree, “What road do I take?” The cat asked, “Where do you want to go?” “I don’t know,” Alice answered. “Then,” said the cat, “it really doesn’t matter, does it? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
933:And though the shadow of a sigh
May tremble through the story,
For "happy summer days" gone by,
And vanish'd summer glory--
It shall not touch with breath of bale,
The pleasance of our fairy-tale. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
934: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
935:Do you know, I always thought unicorns were fabulous monsters, too? I never saw one alive before!"
Well, now that we have seen each other," said the unicorn, "if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
936:I thought you did,' said the Mouse. '--I proceed. "Edwin and Morcar, the earls of Mercia and Northumbria, declared for him: and even Stigand, the patriotic archbishop of Canterbury, found it advisable--"' 'Found ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
937:simply--"Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
938:No,” the Pillar says. “The Hatter was never called ‘mad’ in Lewis Carroll’s book. Not once. It’s a universal misconception.” “Really?” I retort in disbelief. “Then who was called mad in the book?” “The March Hare, ~ Cameron Jace, #NFDB
939:curtseying as you're falling through the air! Do you think you could manage it?) 'And what an ignorant little girl she'll think me for asking! No, it'll never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
940: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 contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what wouldn't be, it would. You see? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
941:«Non credere mai d'essere diversa da quella che appari agli altri di esser o d'esser stata, o che tu possa essere, e l'essere non è altro che l'essere di quell'essere ch'è l'essere dell'essere, e non diversamente.» ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
942:The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown:
The Lion beat the Unicorn all around the town.
Some gave them white bread, some gave them brown:
Some gave them plum-cake and drummed them out of town. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
943:If, in picking a quarrel, each party declined to go more than three-eighths of the way, and if, in making friends, each was ready to go five-eighths of the way—why, there would be more reconciliations than quarrels! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
944: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
945: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
946: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
947:earls of Mercia and Northumbria, declared for him: and even Stigand, the patriotic archbishop of Canterbury, found it advisable--"' 'Found what?' said the Duck. 'Found it,' the Mouse replied rather crossly: 'of course ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
948: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 contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
949:If it had grown up,' she said to herself, 'it would have made a dreadfully ugly child: but it makes rather a handsome pig, I think.' And she began thinking over other children she knew, who might do very well as pigs, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
950: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? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
951:I know what you’re thinking about,” said Tweedle-dum, “But it ain’t so, nohow.” “Contrariwise,” continued Tweedledee, “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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
952:Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and how she would keep, through all her riper years, the simple and loving heart of her childhood: ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
953:Well, I’ll eat it,’ said Alice, ‘and if it makes me grow larger, I can reach the key; and if it makes me grow smaller, I can creep under the door; so either way I’ll get into the garden, and I don’t care which happens! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
954:Alice asked the cheshire cat, who was sitting in a tree, "What raod do I take?"
The cat asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"I don't know", Alice answered
"Then," said the cat, "it really doesn't matter, does it? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
955:I don’t suppose there’ll be a tree left standing, for ever so far around, by the time we’re finished.’” Tweedledum to tweedledee [They are fighting over a rattle]. Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, p. 156 ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
956:If I was not assured by the best authority on earth that the world is to be destroyed by fire, I should conclude that the day of destruction is at hand, but brought on by means of an agent very opposite to that of heat. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
957:If you think we're waxworks," he said, "you ought to pay, you know.Waxworks weren't made to be looked at for nothing. Nohow!"
"Contrariwise," added the one marked 'DEE', "if you think we're alive, you ought to speak. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
958:The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down a very deep well. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
959: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
960:You might as well say,' added the Dormouse, who seemed to be talking in his sleep, 'that "I breathe when I sleep" is the same thing as "I sleep when I breathe"!'
'It is the same thing with you,' said the Hatter[...]. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
961:Duchess's knee, while plates and dishes crashed around it--once more the shriek of the Gryphon, the squeaking of the Lizard's slate-pencil, and the choking of the suppressed guinea-pigs, filled the air, mixed up with the ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
962:And is not that a Mother’s gentle hand that undraws your curtains, and a Mother’s sweet voice that summons you to rise? To rise and forget, in the bright sunlight, the ugly dreams that frightened you so when all was dark. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
963:If I wasn't real,' Alice said—half-laughing through her tears, it all seemed so ridiculous—'I shouldn't be able to cry.' 'I hope you don't suppose those are real tears?' Tweedledum interrupted in a tone of great contempt. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
964:It was much pleasanter at home," thought poor Alice, "when one wasn't always growing larger and smaller, and being ordered about by mice and rabbits. I almost wish I hadn't gone down the rabbit-hole--and yet--and yet--... ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
965: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
966: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— ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
967:Why, there they are!' said the King triumphantly, pointing to the tarts on the table. 'Nothing can be clearer than that. Then again--" before she had this fit--" you never had fits, my dear, I think?' he said to the Queen. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
968:Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way. So she set to work, and very soon finished off the cake. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
969:Alice thought the whole thing very absurd, but they all looked so grave that she did not dare to laugh; and, as she could not think of anything to say, she simply bowed, and took the thimble, looking as solemn as she could. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
970:in Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again, and all would change to dull reality--the grass would be only rustling in the wind, and the pool rippling to the waving of the reeds--the rattling teacups would ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
971: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
972:overhead; before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not a moment to be lost: away went Alice like the wind, and was just in time to hear it say, as it turned a ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
973:Aquí, ya ves, hay que correr todo lo posible para quedarte en el mismo sitio. Si quieres ir a algún sitio, debes correr al menos dos veces más rápido. Lewis Carroll, Alicia a través del espejo (monólogo de la reina roja) ~ Lawrence Freedman, #NFDB
974:Lewis Carroll and J. M. Barrie were very strange men, and such is the nature of the written word that their personal strangeness shines straight through all the layers of Disneyfication like X-rays through a wall. Probably ~ Neal Stephenson, #NFDB
975: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! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
976: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
977: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
978:Oh, don't go on like that!' cried the poor Queen, wringing her hands in despair. 'Consider what a great girl you are. Consider what a long way you've come today. Consider what o'clock it is. Consider anything, only don't cry! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
979:"She can't do Subtraction." said the White Queen. "Can you do Division? Divide a loaf by a knife-what's the answer to that?" "I suppose-" Alice was beginning, but the Red Queen answered for her. "Bread-and-butter, of course." ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
980:Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead; before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
981:"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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
982:- ¡Es de... lo más... irritante... -dijo al fin- que una persona no sepa distinguir una corbata de un cinturón!
- Sé que es una terrible ignorancia por mi parte - dijo Alicia en un tono tan humilde que Tentetieso se aplacó. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
983:"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." ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
984: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
985:In proceeding to the dining-room, the gentleman gives one arm to the lady he escorts—it is unusual to offer both. In proceeding to the dining-room, the gentleman gives one arm to the lady he escorts—it is unusual to offer both. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
986:Speak English!" said the Eaglet. "I don't know the meaning of half those long words, and, what's more, I don't believe you do either!" And the Eaglet bend down its head to hide a smile: some of the other birds tittered audibly. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
987:We met a great many other interesting people, among them Lewis Carroll, author of the immortal "Alice"--but he was only interesting to look at, for he was the silliest and shyest full-grown man I have ever met except "Uncle Remus. ~ Mark Twain, #NFDB
988: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 spread his claws, And welcome little fishes in With gently smiling jaws! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
989:One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree. ‘Which road do I take?’ she asked. ‘Where do you want to go?’ was his response. ‘I don’t know,’ Alice answered. ‘Then,’ said the cat, ‘it doesn’t matter. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
990: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,’ said the Cat. ‘I don’t much care where—’ said Alice. ‘Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
991:Alice asked the Cheshire Cat who was sitting in a tree "What road do I take?"
The cat asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"I don't know " answered Alice.
"Then, said the cat, it really doesn't matter, does it? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
992:And ever, as the story drained
The wells of fancy dry,
And faintly strove that weary one
To put the subject by,
"The rest next time--" "It is next time!"
The Happy voice cry.
Thus grew the tale of Wonderland ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
993: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 spread his claws, And welcome little fishes in, With gently smiling jaws! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
994: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!' And she began thinking over all the children she knew that were of the same age as herself, to see if she could ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
995: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 ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
996: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,' said the Cat. 'I don't much care where--' said Alice. 'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
997: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,’ said the Cat. ‘I don’t much care where —’ said Alice. ‘Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
998:—¡No se pueden creer las cosas imposibles!
—Será porque no lo has intentado—le dijo la Reina—. Cuando yo tenía tu edad, lo intentaba media hora cada día... A la hora del desayuno a veces ya me había creído seis cosas imposibles. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
999:Alice asked the Cheshire Cat, who was sitting in a tree, “What road do I take?”
The cat asked, “Where do you want to go?”
“I don’t know,” Alice answered.
“Then,” said the cat, “it really doesn’t matter, does it? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1000: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1001:There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1002:To be sure, this is what generally happens when one eats cake; but Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1003: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,' said the Cat. 'I don't much care where—' said Alice. 'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat. '—so ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1004: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 spread his claws, And welcome little fishes in With gently smiling jaws!' 'I'm ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1005:is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation?' So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1006: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1007:Scarce was the verdict spoken,
When that still calm was broken,
A childish form hath burst into the throng;
With tears and looks of sadness,
That bring no news of gladness,
But tell too surely something hath gone wrong! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1008:Your hair wants cutting,” said the Hatter. He had been looking at Alice for some time with great curiosity, and this was his first speech. “You should learn not to make personal remarks,” Alice said with some severity; “it’s very rude. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1009:Me parece que podrían hacer algo mejor con el tiempo”, dijo, “que gastarlo preguntando acertijos que no tienen respuesta”. “Si conocieras al Tiempo tan bien como yo”, dijo el Sombrerero, “no hablarías de gastarlo. ¡Es todo un caballero! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1010:So she set the little creature down, and felt quite relieved to see it trot away quietly into the wood. 'If it had grown up,' she said to herself, 'it would have made a dreadfully ugly child: but it makes rather a handsome pig, I think. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1011:if you'd like it put more simply---Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1012: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1013:Must a name mean something?" Alice asked doubtfully. Of course it must," Humpty Dumpty said with a short laugh; "my name means the shape I am - and a good handsome shape it is, too. With a name like yours, you might be any shape, almost. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1014:on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1015: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 ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1016:Just look down the road and tell me if you can see either of them."
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 such a distance too! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1017:A stąd morał: Bądź, kim się zdajesz, lub, jeśli wolisz prościej: Nie myśl sobie, że nie jesteś kimś innym niż mogłoby się wydawać innym że będąc kim jesteś lub mogłabyś być nie byłabyś kimś innym niż byłabyś gdybyś wydawała im się kimś innym. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1018: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1019:Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end! 'I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?' she said aloud. 'I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think-- ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1020: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1021:What do you know about this business?' the King said to Alice. 'Nothing,' said Alice. 'Nothing whatever?' persisted the King. 'Nothing whatever,' said Alice. 'That's very important,' the King said, turning to the jury. They were just beginning ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1022:Alice sighed wearily. "I think you might do something better with the time," she said, "than wasting it in asking riddles that have no answers." "If you knew Time as well as I do," said the Hatter, "you wouldn't talk about wasting it. It's him. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1023: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! That will be a queer thing, to be sure! However, everything is queer today. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1024:Je vois personne sur la route", dit Alice.
"Comme je voudrais avoir d'aussi bons yeux", remarqua le roi d'un ton amer. "Voir Personne! Et à cette distance encore! Moi, tout ce dont je suis capable de voir, sous cette lumière, c'est des gens! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1025:Must a name mean something?" Alice asked doubtfully.
Of course it must," Humpty Dumpty said with a short laugh; "my name means the shape I am - and a good handsome shape it is, too. With a name like yours, you might be any shape, almost. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1026:Newtonian physics runs into problems at the subatomic level. Down there--in the land of hadrons, quarks, and Schrödinger's cat--things gent freaky. The cool rationality of Isaac Newton gives way to the bizarre unpredictability of Lewis Carroll. ~ Daniel H Pink, #NFDB
1027: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! That will be a queer thing, to be sure! However, everything is queer to-day. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1028:'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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1029:In un Paese delle Meraviglie essi giacciono,
Sognando mentre i giorni passano,
Sognando mentre le estati muoiono:
Eternamente scivolando lungo la corrente....
Indugiando nell'aureo bagliore...
Che cosa è la vita, se non un sogno? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1030: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1031: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1032:Antipathies, I think--' (she was rather glad there WAS no one listening, this time, as it didn't sound at all the right word) '--but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1033: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? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1034:And how many hours a day did you do lessons?” said Alice, in a hurry to change the subject. “Ten hours the first day,” said the Mock Turtle: “nine the next, and so on.” “What a curious plan!” exclaimed Alice. “That’s the reason they’re called lessons, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1035: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1036:By-the-bye, what became of the baby?" said the Cat. "I'd nearly forgotten to ask."
"It turned into a pig," Alice answered very quietly, just as if the Cat had come back in a natural way.
"I thought it would," said the Cat, and vanished again. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1037:A great deal of the bad writing in the world comes simply from writing too quickly. Of course you reply, “I do it to save time”. A very good object, no doubt: but what right have you to do it at your friend’s expense? Isn’t his time as valuable as yours? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1038:This question the Dodo could not answer without a great deal of thought, and it stood for a long time with one finger pressed upon its forehead (the position in which you usually see Shakespeare, in the pictures of him), while the rest waited in silence. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1039:No wise fish would go anywhere without a porpoise." "Wouldn't it, really?" said Alice, in a tone of great surprise. "Of course not," said the Mock Turtle. "Why, if a fish came to me, and told me he was going on a journey, I should say 'With what porpoise? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1040:Tanrım! Bugün her şey ne tuhaf! Daha dün her şey kendi olağan halindeydi. Acaba ben gece mi değiştim? Bir düşüneyim: Bu sabah kalktığımda ben ben miydim? Sanki biraz farklı gibiydim, ama ben aynı ben değilsem, o zaman yahu ben kimim? İşte asıl bilmece bu! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1041:Alice 'without pictures or conversation?' So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1042:I HAVE tasted eggs, certainly,' said Alice, who was a very truthful child; 'but little girls eat eggs quite as much as serpents do, you know.' 'I don't believe it,' said the Pigeon; 'but if they do, why then they're a kind of serpent, that's all I can say. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1043:The rule is, jam to-morrow and jam yesterday—but never jam to-day.”
“It must come sometimes to ‘jam to-day,’” Alice objected.
“No, it ca’n’t,” said the Queen. “It’s jam every other day: to-day isn’t any other day, you know ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1044: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1045: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! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1046: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1047:That is not said right,' said the Caterpillar.
'Not quite right, I'm afraid,' said Alice, timidly; some of the words have got altered.'
'It is wrong from beginning to end,' said the Caterpillar decidedly, and there was silence for some minutes. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1048:Two girls walk past in gargantuan heels and dresses so tight that their skin is spilling out, and one of them says to the other, "Wait, who the fuck is Lewis Carroll?" and in my imagination I pull a gun out of my pocket, shoot them both and then shoot myself. ~ Alice Oseman, #NFDB
1049:Well!” thought Alice to herself. “After such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down-stairs! How brave they’ll all think me at home! Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!” (Which was very likely true.) ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1050:Well!' thought Alice to herself, 'after such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs! How brave they'll all think me at home! Why, I wouldn't say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!' (Which was very likely true.) ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1051:Görüneceğin gibi ol,'...ya da daha bir sadeleştirirsek...'Kendinin başkalarına görünebileceğinden farklı olmadığını, önceden olan ya da olmuş olabilen halinin de, başkalarına farklı görünmüş olacak olan daha da önceki halinden farklı olmadığını asla zannetme. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1052: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1053:Alice, 'it would be of very little use without my shoulders. Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only know how to begin.' For, you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1054:Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. 'Dinah'll miss me very much to-night, I should think!' (Dinah was the cat.) 'I hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1055:ATTRIBUTE, TERM, SUBJECT, PREDICATE, PARTICULAR, UNIVERSAL--charmingly useful, if any friend should happen to ask if you have ever studied Logic. Mind you bring all seven words into your answer, and you friend will go away deeply impressed--'a sadder and a wiser ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1056:As life draws nearer to its end, I feel more and more clearly that it will not matter in the least, at the last day, what form of religion a man has professed-nay, that many who have never even heard of Christ, will in that day find themselves saved by His blood. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1057: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1058:Well!' thought Alice to herself, 'after such a fall as this, I shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs! How brave they'll all think me at home! Why, I wouldn't say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!' (Which was very likely true.) Down, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1059:It's a great huge game of chess that's being played--all over the world--if this is the world at all, you know. Oh, what fun it is! How I wish I was one of them! I wouldn't mind being a Pawn, if only I might join--though of course I should like to be a Queen, best. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1060:Aren't you sometimes frightened at being planted out here, with nobody to take care of you?'
'There's the tree in the middle,' said the Rose:'what else is it good for?'
'But what could it do, if any danger came?' Alice asked.
'It could bark,' said the Rose. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1061:People have asked the question "Can a Thing exist without any Attributes belonging to it?" It is a very puzzling question, and I'm not going to try to answer it: let us turn up our noses, and treat it with contemptuous silence, as if it really wasn't worth noticing. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1062:what you would seem to be"—or if you'd like it put more simply—"Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1063:While the laughter of joy is in full harmony with our deeper life, the laughter of amusement should be kept apart from it. The danger is too great of thus learning to look at solemn things in a spirit of mockery, and to seek in them opportunities for exercising wit. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1064:She stretched herself up on tiptoe and peeped over the edge and her eyes immediately met those of a large blue caterpillar, that was sitting on the top, with its arms folded, quietly smoking a long hookah and taking not the smallest notice of her or of anything else. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1065: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1066: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,” said the Cat. “I don’t much care where …” said Alice. “Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat. —LEWIS CARROLL, Alice in Wonderland ~ Timothy Ferriss, #NFDB
1067:busy farm-yard--while the lowing of the cattle in the distance would take the place of the Mock Turtle's heavy sobs. Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and how she would keep, through ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1068:poison" or not'; for she had read several nice little histories about children who had got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts and other unpleasant things, all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends had taught them: such as, that a red-hot poker ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1069:After these came the royal children; there were ten of them, and the little dears came jumping merrily along hand in hand, in couples; they were all ornamented with hearts. Next came the guests, mostly Kings and Queens, and among them Alice recognised the White Rabbit: ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1070: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1071:Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1072:And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, 'Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?' and sometimes, 'Do bats eat cats?' for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much matter which way she put it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1073: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1074:schoolroom, and though this was not a VERY good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) '--yes, that's about the right distance--but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1075: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,” said the Cat. “I don’t much care where …” said Alice. “Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat. —LEWIS CARROLL, Alice in Wonderland The ~ Timothy Ferriss, #NFDB
1076:Be what you would seem to be - or, if you'd like it put more simply - never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1077:I see nobody on the road,” said Alice. “I only wish that 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!” —Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass ~ Karen Russell, #NFDB
1078:Tis so,' said the Duchess: 'and the moral of that is- "Oh, 'tis love, 'tis love, that makes the world go round!"'
'Somebody said,' Alice whispered, 'that it's done by everybody minding their own business!'
'Ah, well! It means much the same thing,' said the Duchess. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1079:Alice! Come here directly, and get ready for your walk!" "Coming in a minute, nurse! But I've got to see that the mouse doesn't get out." Only I don't think,' Alice went on, 'that they'd let Dinah stop in the house if it began ordering people about like that!' By this time ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1080:At the smallest levels, the universe operates according to very different rules from those of the sensual world. There are contradictions and impossibilities, paradoxes and strangenesses, a Lewis Carroll logic; yet this is the most accurate description of how reality works. ~ Ian McDonald, #NFDB
1081: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1082:or conversation?' So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1083:And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1084: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1085:that the way you manage?' Alice asked. The Hatter shook his head mournfully. 'Not I!' he replied. 'We quarrelled last March--just before he went mad, you know--' (pointing with his tea spoon at the March Hare,) '--it was at the great concert given by the Queen of Hearts, and ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1086:Who are you?” said the Caterpillar. 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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1087:the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (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); but when the Rabbit actually TOOK A WATCH OUT OF ITS WAISTCOAT-POCKET, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1088:Ah, my dear! Let this be a lesson to you never to lose your temper!' 'Hold your tongue, Ma!' said the young Crab, a little snappishly. 'You're enough to try the patience of an oyster!' 'I wish I had our Dinah here, I know I do!' said Alice aloud, addressing nobody in particular. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1089:In Lewis Carroll’s Through the Looking-Glass, the Red Queen tells Alice that the world keeps shifting so quickly under her feet that she has to keep running just to keep her position. This is our predicament with cancer: we are forced to keep running merely to keep still. ~ Siddhartha Mukherjee, #NFDB
1090: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,” said the Cat. “I don’t much care where—” said Alice. “Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat. —Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll ~ Keith Ferrazzi, #NFDB
1091:Talvez seja sempre a pimenta que torna as pessoas esquentadas [...] e o vinagre que as torna azedas... e a camomila que as torna amargas... e... o caramelo e essas coisas que tornam as crianças suaves. Só queria que as pessoas soubessem disto: não seriam tão sovinas com bomboms... ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1092:Take off your hat," the King said to the Hatter.
"It isn't mine," said the Hatter.
"Stolen!" the King exclaimed, turning to the jury, who instantly made a memorandum of the fact.
"I keep them to sell," the Hatter added as an explanation; "I've none of my own. I'm a hatter. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1093:Once upon a time there were three little sisters,' the Dormouse began in a great hurry; 'and their names were Elsie, Lacie, and Tillie; and they lived at the bottom of a well--' 'What did they live on?' said Alice, who always took a great interest in questions of eating and drinking. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1094:Rabbit came near her, she began, in a low, timid voice, 'If you please, sir--' The Rabbit started violently, dropped the white kid gloves and the fan, and skurried away into the darkness as hard as he could go. Alice took up the fan and gloves, and, as the hall was very hot, she kept ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1095:Suddenly she came upon a little three-legged table, all made of solid glass; there was nothing on it except a tiny golden key, and Alice's first thought was that it might belong to one of the doors of the hall; but, alas! either the locks were too large, or the key was too small, but ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1096:Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1097: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 contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be. And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?” the Mad Hatter, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, by Lewis Carroll ~ Victoria Danann, #NFDB
1098:Alice felt so desperate that she was ready to ask help of any one: so, when the Rabbit came near her, she began, in a low, timid voice, “If you please, Sir—” The Rabbit started violently, dropped the white kid-gloves and the fan, and scurried away into the darkness as hard as he could go. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1099:buttons, and turns out his toes.' [later editions continued as follows 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.] 'That's different from what ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1100: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1101: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1102:Be what you would seem to be -- or, if you'd like it put more simply -- Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.
-the Duchess ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1103:So she was considering, in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1104: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1105:No use, no use!' said the King. 'She runs so fearfully quick. You might as well try to catch a Bandersnatch! But I'll make a memorandum about her, if you like-she's a dear good creature,' he repeated softly to himself, as he opened his memorandum-book. 'Do you spell "creature" with a double "e"? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1106:She waited for a few minutes to see if she was going to shrink any further: 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?” —Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland ~ Sarai Walker, #NFDB
1107:the Queen's shrill cries to the voice of the shepherd boy--and the sneeze of the baby, the shriek of the Gryphon, and all thy other queer noises, would change (she knew) to the confused clamour of the busy farm-yard--while the lowing of the cattle in the distance would take the place of the Mock ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1108:and the moral of that is —“Be what you would seem to be”— or if you’d like it put more simply —“Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1109:In Winter, when the fields are white, I sing this song for your delight. In Spring, when the woods are getting green, I’ll try and tell you what i mean. In Summer, when the days are long, perhaps you’ll understand the song. In Autumn, when the leaves are brown, take pen and ink, and write it down. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1110:The creator of Alice in Wonderland was not just an expert in poetic nonsense; Lewis Carroll (or Charles Dodgson, to use his real name) was also an Oxford mathematician with a taste for symbolic logic and a distaste, in the sunset of the Victorian era, for new-fangled maths theories and practices. ~ Sinclair McKay, #NFDB
1111: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1112:I try to believe in as many as six impossible things before breakfast. Count them, Alice. One, there are drinks that make you shrink. Two, there are foods that make you grow. Three, animals can talk. Four, cats can disappear. Five, there is a place called Underland. Six, I can slay the Jabberwocky. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1113:were placed along the course, here and there. There was no 'One, two, three, and away,' but they began running when they liked, and left off when they liked, so that it was not easy to know when the race was over. However, when they had been running half an hour or so, and were quite dry again, the ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1114: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1115:Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1116:Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1117: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.” ‘Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland’ by Lewis Carroll ~ Shweta Ganesh Kumar, #NFDB
1118:le gustan los gatos!”, gritó el ratón con voz apasionada y penetrante. “¿Te gustarían los gatos si fueses yo?” “Bueno, puede que no”, dijo Alicia en tono conciliador: “no se enoje. Y así y todo me encantaría presentarle a nuestra gata Dinah. Si sólo la viera, creo que le tomaría cariño a los gatos. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1119:Oh, I beg your pardon!” she exclaimed in a tone of great dismay, and began picking them up again as quickly as she could, for the accident of the gold-fish kept running in her head, and she had a vague sort of idea that they must be collected at once and put back into the jury-box, or they would die. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1120:Then you should say what you mean," the March Hare went on. "I do," Alice hastily replied; "at least--at least I mean what I say--that's the same thing, you know." "Not the same thing a bit!" said the Hatter. "You might just as well say that "I see what I eat" is the same thing as "I eat what I see"! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1121:Alicia, deseosa de no ofender otra vez al Lirón, empezó tímidamente:
—Es que no entiendo. ¿De dónde extraían la melaza?
—De un pozo de petróleo se extrae petróleo, ¿no? —dijo el Sombrerero—; supongo, pues, que también se podrá extraer melaza de un pozo de melaza. ¿Lo entiendes ahora, estúpida? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1122:Oysa daha dün her zamanki gibiydi. Acaba dün gece değiştim mi ben? Dur bakayım düşüneyim: bu sabah kalktığım zaman gene önceden olduğum gibi miydim acaba? Biraz değişiklik duyumsamıştım kendimde gibi geliyor. Ama eğer ben ben değilsem yeni bir sorun çıkıyor: acaba kimim? İşte asıl bilinmez bilmece bu! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1123:Well, I'd hardly finished the first verse," said the Hatter, "when the Queen bawled out 'He's murdering the time! Off with his head!'"
"How dreadfully savage!" exclaimed Alice.
"and ever since that," the Hatter went on in a mournful tone, "he wo'n't do a thing I ask! It's always six o'clock now. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1124:Who can tell whether the parallelogram, which in our ignorance we have defined and drawn, and the whole of whose properties we profess to know, may not be all the while panting for exterior angles, sympathetic with the interior, or sullenly repining at the fact that it cannot be inscribed in a circle? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1125: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1126: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1127:There's nothing like eating hay when you're faint,' he remarked to her, as he munched away.
'I should think throwing cold water over you would be better,' Alice suggested, '- or some sal-volatile.'
'I didn't say there was nothing BETTER,' the King replied. 'I said there was nothing LIKE it. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1128: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1129:And how many hours a day did you do lessons?' said Alice, in a hurry to change the subject. Ten hours the first day,' said the Mock Turtle: 'nine the next, and so on.' What a curious plan!' exclaimed Alice. That's the reason they're called lessons,' the Gryphon remarked: 'because they lessen from day to day. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1130:Are there any lions or tigers about here?' she asked timidly.
'It's only the Red King snoring,' said Tweedledee.
'Come and look at him!' the brothers cried, and they each took one of Alice's hands, and led her up to where the King was sleeping.
'Isn't he a LOVELY sight?' said Tweedledum. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1131:Then you should say what you mean," the March Hare went on.
"I do," Alice hastily replied; "at least--at least I mean what I say--that's the same thing, you know."
"Not the same thing a bit!" said the Hatter. "You might just as well say that "I see what I eat" is the same thing as "I eat what I see"! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1132: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1133:Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1134:Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation?' So she was ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1135:And how many hours a day did you do lessons?" said Alice, in a hurry to change the subject. "Ten hours the first day," said the Mock Turtle: "nine the next, and so on." "What a curious plan!" exclaimed Alice. "That's the reason they're called lessons," the Gryphon remarked: "because they lessen from day to day. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1136: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1137: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," said the Cat.
"I don't much care where-" said Alice.
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.
"-so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1138: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."
"You mean you can't take less," said the Hatter: "it's very easy to take more than nothing."
"Nobody asked your opinion," said Alice. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1139:How should I know?" said Alice, surprised at her own courage. "It's no business of mine."
The Queen turned crimson with fury, and, after glaring at her for a moment like a wild beast, began screaming "Off with her head! Off with--"
"Nonsense!" said Alice, very loudly and decidedly, and the Queen was silent. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1140:¡Qué raro resulta todo hoy! Y pensar que ayer las cosas andaban como siempre. ¿Habré cambiado durante la noche? Pensemos: ¿era yo la misma cuando desperté esta mañana? Casi puedo recordar sentirme un poco distinta. Pero si no soy la misma, la siguiente pregunta es ‘¿Quién cuernos soy?’ ¡Ah, ése es el gran dilema! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1141:¡Y no pienso hacer caso de las palabras de los mayores cuando digan: "Anda, querida, sube..., te estamos esperando"! Yo los miraré desafiante desde abajo y les diré: "Antes decidme quién soy, y si me gusta esa persona, entonces subiré, pero si no me gusta me quedaré aquí y esperaré a convertirme en otra persona". ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1142:O Mouse, do you know the way out of this pool? I am very tired of swimming about here, O Mouse!' (Alice thought this must be the right way of speaking to a mouse: she had never done such a thing before, but she remembered having seen in her brother's Latin Grammar, 'A mouse—of a mouse—to a mouse—a mouse—O mouse!') ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1143: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1144: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1145:Dear Cook, please lend a frying-pan To me as quickly as you can.” “And wherefore should I lend it you?” “The reason, Cook, is plain to view. I wish to make an Irish stew.” “What meat is in that stew to go?” “My sister’ll be the contents!” “Oh!” “You’ll lend the pan to me, Cook?” “No!” Moral: Never stew your sister. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1146:What curious attitudes he goes into!' (For the messenger kept skipping up and down, and wriggling like an eel, as he came along, with his great hands spread out like fans on each side.)'Not at all,' said the King. 'He's an Anglo-Saxon Messenger-and those are Anglo-Saxon attitudes. He only does them when he's happy. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1147:Then you should say what you mean," the March Hare went on.
"I do," Alice hastily replied; "at least--at least I mean what I say--that's the same thing, you know."
"Not the same thing a bit!" said the Hatter. "You might just as well say that "I see what I eat" is the same thing as "I eat what I see"! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1148: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1149:And how many hours a day did you do lessons?' said Alice, in a hurry to change the subject.
Ten hours the first day,' said the Mock Turtle: 'nine the next, and so on.'
What a curious plan!' exclaimed Alice.
That's the reason they're called lessons,' the Gryphon remarked: 'because they lessen from day to day. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1150:bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation?' So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1151:In most gardens' the Tiger-lily said, ' they make the beds too soft - so that the flowers are always asleep.'
This sounded a very good reason, and Alice was quite pleased to know it. 'I never thought of that before!' she said.
'It's MY opinion that you never think AT ALL,' the rose said in a rather severe tone. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1152:Well, then,” the Cat went on, “you see, a dog growls when it’s angry, and wags its tail when it’s pleased. Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad.” “I call it purring, not growling,” said Alice. “Call it what you like,” said the Cat. “Do you play croquet with the Queen to-day? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1153:Perhaps the hardest thing in all literature— at least I have found it so: by no voluntary effort can I accomplish it: I have to take it as it comes— is to write anything original. And perhaps the easiest is, when once an original line has been struck out, to follow it up, and to write any amount more to the same tune. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1154: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! There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! And when I grow up, I'll write one—but I'm grown up now," she added in a sorrowful tone: "at least there's no room to grow up any more here. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1155:First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1156:The twelve jurors were all writing very busily on the slates. "What are they doing?" Alice whispered to the Gryphon. "They can't have anything to put down yet, before the trial's begun."
"They're putting down their names," the Gryphon whispered in reply, "for fear they should forget them before the end of the trial. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1157: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1158:"She can't do sums a bit!" the Queens said together, with great emphasis. "Can you do sums?" Alice said, turning suddenly on the White Queen, for she didn't like being found fault with so much. The Queen gasped and shut her eyes. "I can do Addition, if you give me time-but I can do Subtraction, under any circumstances!" ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1159:Give your evidence," said the King; "and don't be nervous, or I'll have you executed on the spot."
This did not seem to encourage the witness at all: he kept shifting from one foot to the other, looking uneasily at the Queen, and in his confusion he bit a large piece out of his teacup instead of the bread-and-butter. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1160: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1161: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! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1162:One thing was certain, that the WHITE kitten had had nothing to do with it:—it was the black kitten's fault entirely. For the white kitten had been having its face washed by the old cat for the last quarter of an hour (and bearing it pretty well, considering); so you see that it COULDN'T have had any hand in the mischief. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1163:her eye fell upon a little bottle that stood near the looking-glass. There was no label this time with the words 'DRINK ME,' but nevertheless she uncorked it and put it to her lips. 'I know SOMETHING interesting is sure to happen,' she said to herself, 'whenever I eat or drink anything; so I'll just see what this bottle does. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1164:It was the White Rabbit, trotting slowly back again and looking anxiously about as it went, as if it had lost something; Alice heard it muttering to itself, "The Duchess! The Duchess! Oh, my dear paws! Oh, my fur and whiskers! She'll get me executed, as sure as ferrets are ferrets! Where can I have dropped them, I wonder?" Alice ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1165: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?
Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1166: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1167:It is a very inconvenient habit of kittens (Alice had once made the remark) that, whatever you say to them, they ALWAYS purr. 'If they would only purr for "yes" and mew for "no," or any rule of that sort,' she had said, 'so that one could keep up a conversation! But how CAN you talk with a person if they always say the same thing? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1168:The Hatter was the first to break the silence. "What day of the month is it?" he said, turning to Alice: he had taken his watch out of his pocket, and was looking at it uneasily, shaking it every now and then, and holding it to his ear. Alice considered a little, and then said "The fourth." "Two days wrong!" sighed the Hatter. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1169:Aber ich mag nicht unter verrückte Leuten gehen", bemerkte Alice.
"Oh, dagegen kann man nichts machen", sagte die Katze; "wir sind hier alle verrückt.Ich bin verrückt. Du bist verrückt."
"Woher weißt du denn, dass ich verrückt bin?", fragte Alice.
"Du musst es sein", sagte die Katze, "sonst wärst du nicht hierhergekommen. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1170: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.” —Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass ~ Bruce Rosenblum, #NFDB
1171: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1172:How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. 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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1173:It is a very inconvenient habit of kittens (Alice had once made the remark) that, whatever you say to them, they always purr: "If they would only purr for 'yes,' and mew for 'no,; or any rule of that sort," she had said, "so that one could keep up a conversation! But how can you talk with a person if they always say the same thing? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1174:What a pity it wouldn't stay!' sighed the Lory, as soon as it was quite out of sight; and an old Crab took the opportunity of saying to her daughter 'Ah, my dear! Let this be a lesson to you never to lose YOUR temper!' 'Hold your tongue, Ma!' said the young Crab, a little snappishly. 'You're enough to try the patience of an oyster! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1175: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1176: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?” “In my youth,” Father William replied to his son, “I feared it might injure the brain; But, now that I’m perfectly sure I have none, Why, I do it again and again. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1177:a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again. The ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1178:Cheshire Puss,' she began, rather timidly, as she did not at all know whether it would like the name: however, it only grinned a little wider. 'Come, it's pleased so far,' thought Alice, and she went on. '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,' said the Cat. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1179:I have tasted eggs, certainly,” said Alice, who was a very truthful child; “but little girls eat eggs quite as much as serpents do, you know.” “I don’t believe it,” said the Pigeon; “but if they do, why then they’re a kind of serpent, that’s all I can say.” This was such a new idea to Alice, that she was quite silent for a minute or two, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1180:Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice, 'without pictures or conversations?' ~ Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland p. 1., #NFDB
1181:can't explain it,' said the Gryphon hastily. 'Go on with the next verse.' 'But about his toes?' the Mock Turtle persisted. 'How could he turn them out with his nose, you know?' 'It's the first position in dancing.' Alice said; but was dreadfully puzzled by the whole thing, and longed to change the subject. 'Go on with the next verse,' the ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1182:I quite agree with you,” said the Duchess; “and the moral of that is—‘Be what you would seem to be’—or, if you’d like it put more simply—‘Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1183:It seems very pretty,' she said when she had finished it, 'but it's RATHER hard to understand!' (You see she didn't like to confess, even to herself, that she couldn't make it out at all.) 'Somehow it seemed to fill my head with ideas - only I don't know exactly what they are! However, SOMEBODY killed SOMETHING: that's clear, at any rate - ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1184: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." ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1185:Dear, dear! How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. 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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1186:So here's a question for you. How old did you say you were?' Alice made a short calculation, and said 'Seven years and six months.' 'Wrong!' Humpty Dumpty exclaimed triumphantly. 'You never said a word like it!' 'I though you meant "How old ARE you?"' Alice explained. 'If I'd meant that, I'd have said it,' said Humpty Dumpty. Alice didn't want ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1187: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1188:down stairs! How brave they'll all think me at home! Why, I wouldn't say anything about it, even if I fell off the top of the house!' (Which was very likely true.) Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end! 'I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?' she said aloud. 'I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1189:At last the Mouse, who seemed to be a person of authority among them, called out, ‘Sit down, all of you, and listen to me! I’ll soon make you dry enough!’ They all sat down at once, in a large ring, with the Mouse in the middle. Alice kept her eyes anxiously fixed on it, for she felt sure she would catch a bad cold if she did not get dry very soon. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1190:Her hair was the blackest I ever saw. Her eyes matched her hair. Her nose was not quite large enough, I admit. Her mouth and chin were (to quote Mr. Franklin) morsels for the gods; and her complexion (on the same undeniable authority) was as warm as the sun itself, with this great advantage over the sun, that it was always in nice order to look at. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1191:her sister, as well as she could remember them, all these strange Adventures of hers that you have just been reading about; and when she had finished, her sister kissed her, and said, 'It was a curious dream, dear, certainly: but now run in to your tea; it's getting late.' So Alice got up and ran off, thinking while she ran, as well she might, what ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1192:What did they live on,” said Alice, who always took a great interest in questions of eating and drinking. “They lived on treacle,” said the Dormouse, after thinking a moment or two. “They couldn't have done that, you know,” Alice gently remarked. “They'd have been ill.” “So they were,” said the Dormouse, “very ill.” Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland ~ Carl Schmitt, #NFDB
1193:Dan Murphy's diagnosis added Lia Lee to a distibguished line of epileptics that has inlcuded Soren Kierkegaard, Vincent van Gogh, Gustave Flaubert, Lewis Carroll, and Fyodor Dostoyevsky, all of whom, like many Hmong shamans, experienced powerful senses of grandeur and spiritiual passion during their seizures, and powerful creative urges in their wake. ~ Anne Fadiman, #NFDB
1194:This time Alice waited patiently until it chose to speak again. In a minute or two the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and yawned once or twice, and shook itself. Then it got down off the mushroom, and crawled away in the grass, merely remarking, as it went, “One side will make you grow taller, and the other side will make you grow shorter. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1195: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1196:When you come to any passage you don't understand, read it again: if you still don't understand it, read it again: if you fail, even after three readings, very likely your brain is getting a little tired. In that case, put the book away, and take to other occupations, and next day, when you come to it fresh, you will very likely find that it is quite easy. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1197:thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” So she was considering, in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. There was nothing ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1198: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1199:Baş aşağıyken nasıl böyle rahat konuşabiliyorsunuz?' diye sordu Alice, bu sırada ayaklarından onu çekip, kenardaki yığının üzerine uzattı.
Şövalye bu soru karşısında çok şaşırmıştı. 'Bedenimin nerede olduğunun ne önemi var ki?' dedi. 'Benim kafam yine aynı şekilde çalışıyor. İşin doğrusu, ne kadar baş aşağıdaysam, o kadar çok yeni şeyler keşfedebiliyorum. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1200:Do you hear the snow against the window-panes, 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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1201: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— ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1202:She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes; and once she remembered trying to box her own ears for having cheated herself in a came of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1203:The Unicorn looked dreamily at Alice, and said "Talk, child."
Alice could not help her lips curling up into a smile as she began: "Do you know, I always thought Unicorns were fabulous monsters, too? I never saw one alive before!"
"Well, now that we have seen each other," said the Unicorn, "If you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. Is that a bargain? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1204:What sort of people live about here?
- In THAT direction lives, lives a Hatter and in THAT direction, lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they're both mad.
- But I don't want to go among mad people.
- Oh, you can't help that, we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.
- How do you know I'm mad?
- You must be, or you wouldn't have come here. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1205:Wormholes were first introduced to the public over a century ago in a book written by an Oxford mathematician. Perhaps realizing that adults might frown on the idea of multiply connected spaces, he wrote the book under a pseudonym and wrote it for children. His name was Charles Dodgson, his pseudonym was Lewis Carroll, and the book was Through The Looking Glass. ~ Michio Kaku, #NFDB
1206:And it certainly did seem a little provoking ('almost as if it happened on purpose,' she thought) that, though she managed to pick plenty of beautiful rushes as the boat glided by, there was always a more lovely one that she couldn't reach.
"The prettiest are always further!" she said at last, with a sigh at the obstinacy of the rushes in growing so far off. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1207:Presently she began again. 'I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth! How funny it'll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think--' (she was rather glad there WAS no one listening, this time, as it didn't sound at all the right word) '--but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1208: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?'
'In my youth,' Father William replied to his son,
'I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1209:Well, in OUR country,' said Alice, still panting a little, 'you'd generally get to somewhere else—if you ran very fast for a long time, as we've been doing.' 'A slow sort of country!' said the Queen. '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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1210:Alice: Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?
The Cheshire Cat: That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.
Alice: I don't much care where.
The Cheshire Cat: Then it doesn't much matter which way you go.
Alice: ...So long as I get somewhere.
The Cheshire Cat: Oh, you're sure to do that, if only you walk long enough. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1211:Alice kept her eyes anxiously fixed on it, for she felt sure she would catch a bad cold if she did not get dry very soon.
'Ahem!' said the Mouse with an important air, 'are you all ready? This is the driest thing I know. Silence all round, if you please! "William the Conqueror, whose cause was favoured by the pope, was soon submitted to by the English [...] ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1212: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,' said the Cat. 'I don't much care where--' said Alice. 'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat. '--so long as I get somewhere,' Alice added as an explanation. 'Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, 'if you only walk long enough. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1213: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,’ said the Cat. ‘I don’t much care where —’ said Alice. ‘Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat. ‘— so long as I get somewhere,’ Alice added as an explanation. ‘Oh, you’re sure to do that,’ said the Cat, ‘if you only walk long enough. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1214: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,” said the Cat. “I don’t much care where——” said Alice. “Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat. “——so long as I get somewhere,” Alice added as an explanation. “Oh, you’re sure to do that,” said the Cat, “if you only walk long enough. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1215:number of changes she had gone through that day. 'A likely story indeed!' said the Pigeon in a tone of the deepest contempt. 'I've seen a good many little girls in my time, but never one with such a neck as that! No, no! You're a serpent; and there's no use denying it. I suppose you'll be telling me next that you never tasted an egg!' 'I have tasted eggs, certainly, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1216:-Hát te kicsoda vagy?
Kezdetnek nem volt valami biztató. Alice félénken rebegte:
-Ezt e percben aligha tudom, hogy ki voltam ma reggel, amikor fölébredtem. De azóta már rengetegszer megváltoztam.
-Hogy érted ezt?-szólt a Hernyó szigorúan.-Értelmesen beszélj.
-Sajnos, kérem, nem tudok értelmesen beszélni, mert nem az vagyok, aki vagyok, amint látni tetszik. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1217:Well, in OUR country,’ said Alice, still panting a little, ‘you’d generally get to somewhere else—if you ran very fast for a long time, as we’ve been doing.’
‘A slow sort of country!’ said the Queen. ‘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! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1218: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1219:had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1220:she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1221:If you don’t know where you are going, any road will get you there. —LEWIS CARROLL It’s more important to have the will to grow and stay open to all the infinite possibilities than to know exactly where you’re going. That will change as you change. Goal: Stay open to any and all possibilities that present themselves to you. You never know where success and joy will turn up. ~ Demi Lovato, #NFDB
1222:Fury said to a mousethat he met in the houselet us both go to law; I will prosecute youlet there be no denial; come, we must have a trialfor really, this morning, I've nothing to dosuch a trial, dear sir, said the mouse to the curwithout jury or judge would be wasting our breathI'll be judge, I'll be jurysaid cunning old furyI'll try the whole cause and condemn youto death ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1223:Well, in our country," said Alice, still panting a little, "you’d generally get to somewhere else -- if you run very fast for a long time, as we’ve been doing."
"A slow sort of country!" said the Queen. "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! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1224:As she said this, she came suddenly upon an open place, with a little house in it about four feet high. 'Whoever lives there,' thought Alice, 'it'll never do to come upon them this size: why, I should frighten them out of their wits!' So she began nibbling at the righthand bit again, did not venture to go near the house till she had brought herself down to nine inches high. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1225: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1226:I maintain that any writer of a book is fully authorised in attaching any meaning he likes to a word or phrase he intends to use. If I find an author saying, at the beginning of his book, "Let it be understood that by the word 'black' I shall always mean 'white,' and by the word 'white' I shall always mean 'black,'" I meekly accept his ruling, however injudicious I think it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1227: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 its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad."
"I call it purring, not growling," said Alice.
"Call it what you like," said the Cat. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1228:I meant by "impenetrability" that we've had enough of that subject, and it would be just as well if you'd mention what you mean to do next, as I suppose you don't mean to stop here all the rest of your life.' 'That's a great deal to make one word mean,' Alice said in a thoughtful tone. 'When I make a word do a lot of work like that,' said Humpty Dumpty, 'I always pay it extra. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1229:When we were little," the Mock Turtle went on at last, more calmly, though still sobbing a little now and then, "we went to school in the sea. 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! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1230: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1231:IN ANSWER TO THE QUESTION: WHAT SCENES ONE WOULD LIKE TO HAVE FILMED Shakespeare in the part of the King's Ghost. The beheading of Louis the Sixteenth, the drums drowning his speech on the scaffold. Herman Melville at breakfast, feeling a sardine to his cat. Poe's wedding. Lewis Carroll's picnics. The Russians leaving Alaska, delighted with the deal. Shot of a seal applauding. ~ Vladimir Nabokov, #NFDB
1232: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," said the Cat.
"I don’t much care where--" said Alice.
"Then it doesn’t matter which way you go," said the Cat.
"--so long as I get SOMEWHERE," Alice added as an explanation.
"Oh, you’re sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1233: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,' said the Cat.
'I don't much care where -' said Alice.
'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
'- so long as I get SOMEWHERE,' Alice added as an explanation.
'Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, 'if you only walk long enough. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1234: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," said the Cat.
"I don't much care where-" said Alice.
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.
"- so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation.
"Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, " if you only walk long enough. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1235: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? Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance? Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1236:{“Poderia me dizer, por favor, que caminho devo tomar para ir embora daqui?” “Depende bastante de para onde quer ir, respondeu o Gato.” “Não me importa muito para onde, disse Alice.” “Então não importa que caminho tome, disse o Gato.” “Contanto que eu chegue a algum lugar, Alice acrescentou à guisa de explicação.” “Oh, isso você vai conseguir, afirmou o Gato, desde que ande bastante. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1237:How she longed to get out of that dark hall, and wander about among those beds of bright flowers and those cool fountains, but she could not even get her head though the doorway; ‘and even if my head would go through,’ thought poor Alice, ‘it would be of very little use without my shoulders. Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only know how to begin. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1238:[…]¿Podrías decirme, por favor, qué camino he de tomar para salir de aquí?
—Depende mucho del punto adonde quieras ir —contestó el Gato.
—Me da casi igual adónde —dijo Alicia.
—Entonces no importa qué camino sigas —dijo el Gato.
—…siempre que llegue a alguna parte —añadió Alicia, a modo de explicación.
—¡Ah!, seguro que lo consigues —dijo el Gato—, si andas lo suficiente. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1239:I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth! How funny it'll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downwards! The antipathies, I think—" (she was rather glad there was no one listening, this time, as it didn't sound at all the right word) "—but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand? Or Australia? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1240:I'm a poor man, your majesty," the Hatter began in a weak voice, "and I hadn't but just begun my tea, not more than a week or so, and what with the bread and butter so thin - and the twinkling of the tea-"
"The twinkling of what?" asked the King.
"It began with the tea," the Hatter said.
"Of course twinkling begins with a T!" said the King. "Do you take me for a dunce? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1241:Five o'clock tea" is a phrase our "rude forefathers," even of the last generation, would scarcely have understood, so completelyis it a thing of to-day; and yet, so rapid is the March of the Mind, it has already risen into a national institution, and rivals, in its universal application to all ranks and ages, and as a specific for "all the ills that flesh is heir to," the glorious Magna Charta. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1242:Geriye doğru yaşamak mı?' diye tekrarladı Alice büyük bir şaşkınlık içinde. 'Böyle bir şey hayatımda hiç duymadım!'
'...ama böyle yaşamanın çok büyük bir faydası var; insanın belleği iki yönlü çalışır.'
'Benimkisi kesinlikle tek yönde çalışıyor,' diye belirtti Alice. 'Henüz gerçekleşmemiş şeyleri hatırlayamam.'
'Sadece geriye doğru işleyen bir bellek zayıf bir bellektir,' dedi Kraliçe. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1243: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1244:Fury said to a mouse, That he met in the house, "Let us both go to law: I will prosecute you.—Come, I'll take no denial; We must have a trial: For really this morning I've nothing to do." Said the mouse to the cur, "Such a trial, dear Sir, With no jury or judge, would be wasting our breath." "I'll be judge, I'll be jury," Said cunning old Fury: "I'll try the whole cause, and condemn you to death. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1245:The next witness was the Duchess's cook. She carried the pepper-box in her hand, and Alice guessed who it was, even before she got into the court, by the way the people near the door began sneezing all at once. 'Give your evidence,' said the King. 'Shan't,' said the cook. The King looked anxiously at the White Rabbit, who said in a low voice, 'Your Majesty must cross-examine THIS witness.' 'Well, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1246:At any rate I'd better be getting out of the wood, for really its coming on very dark. Do you think it's going to rain?'
Tweedledum spread a large umbrella over himself and his brother, and looked up into it.
'No, I don't think it is,' he said: 'at least - not under here. Nohow.'
'But it may rain outside?'
'It may - if it chooses,' said Tweedledee: 'we've got no objection. Contrariwise. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1247:In Lewis Carroll’s poem, when the hunters finally capture the deceptive Snark, it reveals itself not to be a foreign beast, but one of the human hunters sent to trap it. And so it had turned out with cancer. Cancer genes came from within the human genome. Indeed the Greeks had been peculiarly prescient yet again in their use of the term oncos. Cancer was intrinsically “loaded” in our genome. ~ Siddhartha Mukherjee, #NFDB
1248:What mattered it to her just then that the rushes had begun to fade and to lose all their scent and beauty, from the very moment that she picked them? Even real scented rushes, you know, last only a very little while-- and these, being dream-rushes, melted away almost like snow, as they lay in heaps at her feet-- but Alice hardly noticed this, there were so many other curious things to think about. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1249:WATCH OUT OF ITS WAISTCOAT-POCKET, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. In another moment ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1250:Lütfen söyler misiniz, buradan ne tarafa doğru gitmeliyim?'
'Bu daha çok nereye varmak istediğine bağlı,' dedi Kedi.
'Neresi olursa olsun...' dedi Alice.
'Öyleyse ne tarafa doğru gideceğinin önemi yok,' dedi Kedi.
'Bir yerlere varayım da, gerisi önemli değil,' diye ekledi Alice, ne istediğini daha iyi anlatabilmek için.
'Kesin bir yerlere varırsın,' dedi Kedi, 'tabii yeterince yürürsen. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1251:IN ANSWER TO THE QUESTION: WHAT SCENES ONE WOULD LIKE TO HAVE FILMED
Shakespeare in the part of the King's Ghost.
The beheading of Louis the Sixteenth, the drums drowning his speech on the scaffold.
Herman Melville at breakfast, feeling a sardine to his cat.
Poe's wedding.
Lewis Carroll's picnics.
The Russians leaving Alaska, delighted with the deal.
Shot of a seal applauding. ~ Vladimir Nabokov,#NFDB
1252:"Try another Subtraction sum. Take a bone from a dog: what remains?" [asked the Red Queen] Alice considered. "The bone wouldn't remain, of course, if I took it-and the dog wouldn't remain; it would come to bite me-and I'm sure I shouldn't remain!" "Then you think nothing would remain?" said the Red Queen. "I think that's the answer." "Wrong, as usual," said the Red Queen, "the dog's temper would remain." ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1253:cats.' 'Not like cats!' cried the Mouse, in a shrill, passionate voice. 'Would you like cats if you were me?' 'Well, perhaps not,' said Alice in a soothing tone: 'don't be angry about it. And yet I wish I could show you our cat Dinah: I think you'd take a fancy to cats if you could only see her. She is such a dear quiet thing,' Alice went on, half to herself, as she swam lazily about in the pool, 'and she ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1254: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 sulky 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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1255:Alice: Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?
The Cheshire Cat: That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.
Alice: I don't much care where.
The Cheshire Cat: Then it doesn't much matter which way you go.
Alice: ...So long as I get somewhere.
The Cheshire Cat: Oh, you're sure to do that, if only you walk long enough.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1256:Thirdly, a collection of passages, both prose and verse, from books other than the Bible. There is not perhaps much, in what is called ‘un-inspired’ literature (a misnomer, I hold: if Shakespeare was not inspired, one may well doubt if any man ever was), that will bear the process of being pondered over, a hundred times: still there are such passages — enough, I think, to make a goodly store for the memory. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1257: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1258:Alice didn't like being criticised, so she began asking questions. "Aren't you sometimes frightened at being planted out here, with nobody to take care of you?" "There's the tree in the middle," said the Rose: "what else is it good for?" "But what could it do, if any danger came?" Alice asked. "It could bark," said the Rose. "It says ‘Bough-wough!' " cried a Daisy, "that's why its branches are called boughs! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1259: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! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1260: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1261: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1262:ALICE'S ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND Lewis Carroll THE MILLENNIUM FULCRUM EDITION 3.0 CHAPTER I Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation?' So ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1263:LESS BREAD! MORE TAXES!—and then all the people cheered again, and one man, who was more excited than the rest, flung his hat high into the air, and shouted (as well as I could make out) “Who roar for the Sub-Warden?” Everybody roared, but whether it was for the Sub-Warden, or not, did not clearly appear: some were shouting “Bread!” and some “Taxes!”, but no one seemed to know what it was they really wanted. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1264:For the Congregation this new movement involves the danger of learning to think that the Services are done for them; and that their bodily presence is all they need contribute. And, for Clergy and Congregation alike, it involves the danger of regarding these elaborate Services as ends in themselves, and of forgetting that they are simply means, and the very hollowest of mockeries, unless they bear fruit in our lives. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1265:'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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1266: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1267:fury said to a mouse
that he met in the house
let us both go to law; I will prosecute you
let there be no denial; come, we must have a trial
for really, this morning, I've nothing to do
such a trial, dear sir,
said the mouse to the cur
without jury or judge
would be wasting our breath
I'll be judge, I'll be jury
said cunning old fury
I'll try the whole cause and condemn you
to death ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1268: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1269: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,' said the Cat.
'I don't much care where -' said Alice.
'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
'- so long as I get SOMEWHERE,' Alice added as an explanation.
'Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, 'if you only walk long enough.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1270:I can't believe THAT!' said Alice. 'Can't you?' the Queen said in a pitying tone. 'Try again: draw a long breath, and shut your eyes.' 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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1271:Barrie and the wonderful characters he created, Lewis Carroll, even French literature, like Baudelaire or over in the States, Poe, you open those books, you open The Flowers of Evil and begin to read. If it were written today, you'd be absolutely stupefied by the work. It's this incredible period where the work is timeless, ageless. So yeah, I just love all those guys. It's my deep passion in those great 19th century writers. ~ Johnny Depp, #NFDB
1272:I can’t believe THAT!” said Alice.
Can’t you?” said the Queen in a pitying tone. “Try again: draw a long breath, and shut your eyes.”
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 believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1273:You are sad," the Knight said in an anxious tone: "let me sing you a song to comfort you."
"Is it very long?" Alice asked, for she had heard a good deal of poetry that day.
"It's long," said the Knight, "but very, VERY beautiful. Everyone that hears me sing it - either it brings the TEARS into their eyes, or else -"
"Or else what?" said Alice, for the Knight had made a sudden pause.
"Or else it doesn't, you know. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1274:"It's very good jam," said the Queen. "Well, I don't want any to-day, at any rate." "You couldn't have it if you did want it," the Queen said. "The rule is jam tomorrow and jam yesterday but never jam to-day." "It must come sometimes to "jam to-day,""Alice objected. "No it can't," said the Queen. "It's jam every other day; to-day isn't any other day, you know." "I don't understand you," said Alice. "It's dreadfully confusing." ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1275:Repeat, "YOU ARE OLD, FATHER WILLIAM,"' said the Caterpillar. Alice folded her hands, and began:— '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?' 'In my youth,' Father William replied to his son, 'I feared it might injure the brain; But, now that I'm perfectly sure I have none, Why, I do it again and again. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1276:ladies & gentlemen," the Professor began, "the Other Professor is so kind as to recite a Poem. The title of it is 'The Pig-Tale.' He never recited it before!" (General cheering among the guests.) "He will never recite it again!" (Frantic excitement, & wild cheering all down the hall, the Professor himself mounting the table in hot haste, to lead the cheering, & waving his spectacles in one hand & a spoon in the other.) ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1277:When you say “hill,”’ the Queen interrupted, ‘I could show you hills, in comparison with which you’d call that a valley.’
‘No, I shouldn’t,’ said Alice, surprised into contradicting her at last: ‘a hill CAN’T be a valley, you know. That would be nonsense –’
‘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! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1278:Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she 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 its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad.'
'I call it purring, not growling,' said Alice. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1279:The great question certainly was, what? Alice looked all round her at the flowers and the blades of grass, but she did not see anything that looked like the right thing to eat or drink under the circumstances. There was a large mushroom growing near her, about the same height as herself; and when she had looked under it, and on both sides of it, and behind it, it occurred to her that she might as well look and see what was on the top of it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1280: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1281:All the time they were playing the Queen never left off quarrelling with the other players, and shouting 'Off with his head!' or 'Off with her head!' Those whom she sentenced were taken into custody by the soldiers, who of course had to leave off being arches to do this, so that by the end of half an hour or so there were no arches left, and all the players, except the King, the Queen, and Alice, were in custody and under sentence of execution. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1282:overhead; before her was another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There was not a moment to be lost: away went Alice like the wind, and was just in time to hear it say, as it turned a corner, 'Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it's getting!' She was close behind it when she turned the corner, but the Rabbit was no longer to be seen: she found herself in a long, low hall, which was lit up by a row of lamps ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1283:First, she dreamed of little Alice herself, and once again the tiny hands were clasped upon her knee, and the bright eager eyes were looking up into hers--she could hear the very tones of her voice, and see that queer little toss of her head to keep back the wandering hair that would always get into her eyes--and still as she listened, or seemed to listen, the whole place around her became alive the strange creatures of her little sister's dream. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1284:She ate a little bit, and said anxiously to herself, ‘Which way? Which way?’, holding her hand on top of her head to feel which way it was growing; and she was quite surprised to find that she remained the same size. To be sure, this is what generally happens when one eats cake; but Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1285:That's the effect of living backwards,' the Queen said kindly: 'it always makes one a little giddy at first—' 'Living backwards!' Alice repeated in great astonishment. 'I never heard of such a thing!' '—but there's one great advantage in it, that one's memory works both ways.' 'I'm sure MINE only works one way,' Alice remarked. 'I can't remember things before they happen.' 'It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards,' the Queen remarked. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1286:For instance, take the two words "fuming" and "furious." Make up your mind that you will say both words, but leave it unsettled which you will say first. Now open your mouth and speak. If your thoughts incline ever so little towards " fuming," you will say "fuming-furious;" if they turn, by even a hair's breadth, towards "furious," you will say "furious-fuming;" but if you have the rarest of gifts, a perfectly balanced mind, you will say "frumious. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1287:After the applause, he used the quotations book to make a more subtle point, about his reality distortion field. The quote he chose was from Lewis Carroll's Through the Looking Glass. After Alice laments that no matter how hard she tries she can't believe impossible things, the White Queen retorts, "Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast." Especially from the front rows, there was a roar of knowing laughter. ~ Walter Isaacson, #NFDB
1288:General Grant invented this kind of battle at Petersburg in sixty- five." "No, he didn't--he just invented mass butchery. This kind of battle was invented by Lewis Carroll and Jules Verne and whoever wrote Undine, and country deacons bowling and marraines in Marseilles and girls seduced in the back lanes of Wurtemburg and Westphalia. Why, this was a love battle--there was a century of middle-class love spent here. This was the last love battle. ~ F Scott Fitzgerald, #NFDB
1289:Why, about you!" Tweedledee exclaimed, clapping his hands triumphantly. "And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be?"
"Where I am now, of course," said Alice.
"Not you!" Tweedledee retorted contemptuously. "You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream!"
"If that there King was to wake," added Tweedledum, "you'd go out--bang!--just like a candle!"
"I shouldn't!" Alice exclaimed indignantly. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1290:Do you mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?" said the March Hare.
"Exactly so," said Alice.
"Then you should say what you mean," the March Hare went on.
"I do," Alice hastily replied; "at least--at least I mean what I say--that's the same thing, you know."
"You might just as well say," added the Dormouse, which seemed to be talking in its sleep, "that 'I breathe
when I sleep' is the same thing as 'I sleep when I breathe! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1291:we can but stand aside, and let them Rush upon their Fate! There is scarcely anything of yours, upon which it is so dangerous to Rush, as your Fate. You may Rush upon your Potato-beds, or your Strawberry-beds, without doing much harm: you may even Rush upon your Balcony (unless it is a new house, built by contract, and with no clerk of the works) and may survive the foolhardy enterprise: but if you once Rush upon your FATE--why, you must take the consequences! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1292:Alicia, y continuó. “¿Me dirías, por favor, qué camino debería tomar desde aquí?” “Eso depende en gran parte de a dónde quieres ir”, dijo el Gato. “No importa mucho dónde—”, dijo Alicia. “Entonces no importa qué camino tomas”, dijo el Gato. “—siempre y cuando llegue a alguna parte”, agregó Alicia a manera de explicación. “Oh, eso ocurrirá, sin duda”, dijo el Gato, “si caminas lo suficiente”. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1293:That's the effect of living backwards,' the Queen said kindly: 'it always makes one a little giddy at first--'
'Living backwards!' Alice repeated in great astonishment. 'I never heard of such a thing!'
'--but there's one great advantage in it, that one's memory works both ways.'
‘I'm sure MINE only works one way,' Alice remarked. 'I can't remember things before they happen.'
'It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards,' the Queen remarked. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1294:How is it you can talk so nicely?' Alice said, hoping to get it into a better temper by a compliment. 'I've been in many gardens before, but none of the flowers could talk.'
'Put your hand down, and feel the ground,' said the Tiger-lily. 'Then you'll know why.'
Alice did so. 'It's very hard,' she said, 'but I don't see what that has to do with it.'
'In most gardens,' the Tiger-lily said, 'they make the beds too soft - so that the flowers are always asleep. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1295:That's the effect of living backwards,' the Queen said kindly: 'it always makes one a little giddy at first--'
'Living backwards!' Alice repeated in great astonishment. 'I never heard of such a thing!'
'--but there's one great advantage in it, that one's memory works both ways.'
‘I'm sure MINE only works one way,' Alice remarked. 'I can't remember things before they happen.'
'It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards,' the Queen remarked. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1296: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1297:Oh, don't go on like that!" cried the poor Queen, wringing her hands in despair. "Consider what a great girl you are. Consider what a long way you've come today. Consider what o'clock it is. Consider anything, only don't cry!"
Alice could not help laughing at this, even in the midst of her tears. "Can you keep from crying by considering things?" she asked.
"That's that way it's done," the Queen said with great decision: "nobody can do two things at once, you know. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1298: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1299:went on, taking first one side and then the other, and making quite a conversation of it altogether; but after a few minutes she heard a voice outside, and stopped to listen. 'Mary Ann! Mary Ann!' said the voice. 'Fetch me my gloves this moment!' Then came a little pattering of feet on the stairs. Alice knew it was the Rabbit coming to look for her, and she trembled till she shook the house, quite forgetting that she was now about a thousand times as large as the Rabbit, and had ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1300:I always thought they were fabulous monsters!" said the Unicorn. "Is it alive?"
"It can talk," said Haigha, solemnly.
The Unicorn looked dreamily at Alice, and said, "Talk, child."
Alice could not help her lips curling up into a smile as she began: "Do you know, I always thought Unicorns were fabulous monsters, too! I never saw one alive before!"
"Well, now that we have seen each other," said the Unicorn, "if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. Is that a bargain? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1301:Cheshire Cat: If I were looking for a white rabbit, I'd ask the Mad Hatter. Alice: The Mad Hatter? Oh, no no no... Cheshire Cat: Or, you could ask the March Hare, in that direction. Alice: Oh, thank you. I think I'll see him... Cheshire Cat: Of course, he's mad, too. Alice: But I don't want to go among mad people. Cheshire Cat: Oh, you can't help that. Most everyone's mad here. [laughs maniacally; starts to disappear] Cheshire Cat: You may have noticed that I'm not all there myself. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1302:I suppose you don’t want to lose your name?’
‘No, indeed,’ Alice said, a little anxiously.
‘And yet I don’t know,’ the Gnat went on in a careless tone: ‘only think how convenient it would be if you could manage to go home without it! For instance, if the governess wanted to call you to your lessons, she would call out “come here—,” and there she would have to leave off, because there wouldn’t be any name for her to call, and of course you wouldn’t have to go, you know. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1303:One of the jurors had a pencil that squeaked. This of course, Alice could not stand, and she went round the court and got behind him, and very soon found an opportunity of taking it away. She did it so quickly that the poor little juror (it was Bill, the Lizard) could not make out at all what had become of it; so, after hunting all about for it, he was obliged to write with one finger for the rest of the day; and this was of very little use, as it left no mark on the slate. 'Herald, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1304:Suddenly the Professor started as if he had been electrified. "Why, I had nearly forgotten the most important part of the entertainment! The Other Professor is to recite a Tale of a Pig I mean a Pig-Tale," he corrected himself. "It has Introductory Verses at the beginning, and at the end."
It can’t have Introductory Verses at the end, can it?" said Sylvie.
Wait till you hear it," said the Professor: "then you will see. I’m not sure it hasn’t some in the middle, as well. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1305:Kusura bakmayın ama binicilikte fazla deneyimli değilsiniz,' demeye kalkıştı Alice, Şövalye'nin beşinci yuvarlanışında ona yardım ettiği sırada.
Şövalye buna çok şaşırmıştı, birazcık da kırılmıştı. 'Neden böyle söylüyorsun?'diye sordu, güçbela tekrar eyere tırmanırken, bu arada diğer tarafa düşmemek için bir eliyle Alice'in saçlarını sımsıkı tutuyordu.
'Çünkü insanlar deneyimli olduklarında, bu kadar sık düşmezler.'
'Çok deneyimim var,'dedi Şövalye büyük bir ciddiyetle: 'Çok! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1306:'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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1307:A few more Rules may fitly be given here, for correspondence that has unfortunately become controversial.
One is, don’t repeat yourself. When once you have said your say, fully and clearly, on a certain point, and have failed to convince your friend, drop that subject: to repeat your arguments, all over again, will simply lead to his doing the same; and so you will go on, like a Circulating Decimal. Did you ever know a Circulating Decimal come to an end? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1308:But the black kitten had been finished with earlier in the afternoon, and so, while Alice was sitting curled up in a corner of the great arm-chair, half talking to herself and half asleep, the kitten had been having a grand game of romps with the ball of worsted Alice had been trying to wind up, and had been rolling it up and down till it had all come undone again; and there it was, spread over the hearth-rug, all knots and tangles, with the kitten running after its own tail in the middle. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1309: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. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1310:I do not know if Alice in Wonderland was an original story-I was, at least, no conscious imitator in writing it-but I do know that, since it came out, something like a dozen story-books have appeared, on identically the same pattern. The path I timidly explored believing myself to be 'the first that ever burst into that silent sea'-is now a beaten high-road: all the way-side flowers have long ago been trampled into the dust: and it would be courting disaster for me to attempt that style again. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1311:down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. 'Dinah'll miss me very much to-night, I should think!' (Dinah was the cat.) 'I hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I'm afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that's very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?' And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, 'Do ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1312: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— ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1313: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1314: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1315:If a man finds himself haunted by evil desires and unholy images, which will generally be at periodical hours, let him commit to memory passages of Scripture, or passages from the best writers in verse or prose. Let him store his mind with these, as safeguards to repeat when he lies awake in some restless night, or when despairing imaginations, or gloomy, suicidal thoughts, beset him. Let these be to him the sword, turning everywhere to keep the way of the Garden of Life from the intrusion of profaner footsteps. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1316:No room! No room!" they cried out when they saw Alice coming. "There's plenty of room!" said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table. "Have some wine," the March Hare said in an encouraging tone. Alice looked all round 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. "Then it wasn't very civil of you to offer it," said Alice angrily. "It wasn't very civil of you to sit down without being invited, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1317:Cheshire Cat: If I were looking for a white rabbit, I'd ask the Mad Hatter.
Alice: The Mad Hatter? Oh, no no no...
Cheshire Cat: Or, you could ask the March Hare, in that direction.
Alice: Oh, thank you. I think I'll see him...
Cheshire Cat: Of course, he's mad, too.
Alice: But I don't want to go among mad people.
Cheshire Cat: Oh, you can't help that. Most everyone's mad here.
[laughs maniacally; starts to disappear]
Cheshire Cat: You may have noticed that I'm not all there myself. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1318:Wake up, Alice dear!' said her sister; 'Why, what a long sleep you've had!' 'Oh, I've had such a curious dream!' said Alice, and she told her sister, as well as she could remember them, all these strange Adventures of hers that you have just been reading about; and when she had finished, her sister kissed her, and said, 'It was a curious dream, dear, certainly: but now run in to your tea; it's getting late.' So Alice got up and ran off, thinking while she ran, as well she might, what a wonderful dream it had been. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1319: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! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1320:He's dreaming now,' said Tweedledee: 'and what do you think he's dreaming about?'
Alice said 'Nobody can guess that.'
'Why, about YOU!' Tweedledee exclaimed, clapping his hands triumphantly. 'And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be?'
'Where I am now, of course,' said Alice.
'Not you!' Tweedledee retorted contemptuously. 'You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream!'
'If that there King was to wake,' added Tweedledum, 'you'd go out—bang!—just like a candle! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1321:They very soon came upon a Gryphon, lying fast asleep in the sun. (IF you don't know what a Gryphon is, look at the picture.) 'Up, lazy thing!' said the Queen, 'and take this young lady to see the Mock Turtle, and to hear his history. I must go back and see after some executions I have ordered'; and she walked off, leaving Alice alone with the Gryphon. Alice did not quite like the look of the creature, but on the whole she thought it would be quite as safe to stay with it as to go after that savage Queen: so she waited. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1322:Fury said to a
mouse, That he
met in the
house,
"Let us
both go to
law: I will
prosecute
you. -Come,
I'll take no
denial; We
must have a
trial: For
really this
morning I've
nothin
to do."
Said the
mouse to the
cur, "Such
a trial,
dear Sir,
With
no jury
or judge,
would be
wasting
our
breath."
"I'll be
judge, I'll
be jury,"
Said
cunning
old Fury:
"I'll
try the
whole
cause,
and
condemn
you
to
death, ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1323:Buralarda nasıl insanlar yaşar?'
'Şu tarafta, ' dedi Kedi, sağ pençesiyle bir yarım daire çizerek, 'Şapkacı yaşar. Şu tarafta da,' dedi, diğer pençesiyle de aynı hareketi yaparak, 'Mart Tavşan'ı yaşar. İstediğine git, nasılsa ikisi de deli.'
'Ama ben delilerin arasına gitmek istemiyorum,' dedi Alice.
'E, bu konuda elimden bir şey gelmez,' dedi Kedi. 'Burada kim deli değil ki! Ben deliyim. Sen delisin.'
'Nereden biliyorsun benim deli olduğumu,' dedi Alice.
'Öyle olmalısın,' dedi Kedi, 'Yoksa buralara gelmezdin. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1324:...Ben tam yüz bir yıl, beş ay, bir gün önce doğdum.'
'Buna inanmam!' dedi Alice.
'İnanamaz mısın?' dedi Kraliçe ona acıyarak. 'Bir daha inanmayı dene, derin derin nefes al ve gözlerini kapa.'
Alice kahkahalarla güldü. 'Böyle yapmanın hiçbir faydası yok,' dedi. 'İnsan imkansız şeylere inanamaz.'
'Öyle sanıyorum ki senin bu konuda çok fazla inanma denemen olmamış,' dedi Kraliçe. 'Ben senin yaşındayken her gün yarım saat inanma denemesi yapardım. Yaa! Bazen kahvaltıdan önce altı tane imkansız şeye inandığım olurdu... ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1325: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.
I am real! said Alice, and began to cry.
You won’t make yourself a bit realer by crying, Tweedledee remarked: there’s nothing to cry about.
If I wasn’t real, Alice said– half laughing through her tears, it all seemed so ridiculous– I shouldn’t be able to cry.
I hope you don’t think those are real tears? Tweedledee interrupted in a tone of great contempt. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1326:But I'm not a serpent, I tell you!" said Alice. "I'm a --- I'm a ---."
"Well! What are you?" said the Pigeon. "I can see you're trying to invent something!"
"I- I'm a little girl," said Alice, rather doubtfully, as she remembered the number of changes she had gone through that day...
..."How puzzling all these changes are! I'm never sure what I'm going to be, from one munute to another! However, I've got back to my right size: the next thing is, to get into that beautiful garden- how is that to be done, I wonder? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1327:If a man finds himself haunted by evil desires and unholy images, which will generally be at periodical hours, let him commit to memory passages of Scripture, or passages from the best writers in verse or prose. Let him store his mind with these, as safeguards to repeat when he lies awake in some restless night, or when despairing imaginations, or gloomy, suicidal thoughts, beset him. Let these be to him the sword, turning everywhere to keep the way of the Garden of Life from the intrusion of profaner footsteps. ~ Lewis Carroll, Sylvie and Bruno, [T6], #NFDB
1328:The executioner's argument was that you couldn't cut of something's head unless there was a trunk to sever it from. He'd never done anything like that in his time of life, and wasn't going to start now.
The King's argument was that anything that had a head, could be beheaded, and you weren't to talk nonsense.
The Queen's argument was that if something wasn't done about it in less than no time, she'd have everyone beheaded all round.
It was this last argument that had everyone looking so nervous and uncomfortable. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1329: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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1330: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. Be sure the safest rule is that we should not dare to live in any scene in which we dare not die. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1331:will do, to begin with.' 'A barrowful of what?' thought Alice; but she had not long to doubt, for the next moment a shower of little pebbles came rattling in at the window, and some of them hit her in the face. 'I'll put a stop to this,' she said to herself, and shouted out, 'You'd better not do that again!' which produced another dead silence. Alice noticed with some surprise that the pebbles were all turning into little cakes as they lay on the floor, and a bright idea came into her head. 'If I eat one of these cakes,' she thought, 'it's ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1332:A likely story indeed!" said the Pigeon, in a tone of the deepest contempt. "I've seen a good many little girls in my time, but never one with such a neck as that! No, no! You're a serpent; and there's no use denying it. I suppose you'll be telling me next that you never tasted an egg!"
"I have tasted eggs, certainly," said Alice, who was a very truthful child; "but little girls eat eggs quite as much as serpents do, you know."
"I don't believe it," said the Pigeon; "but if they do, then they're a kind of serpent: that's all I can say. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1333:Come, we shall have some fun now!” thought Alice. “I’m glad they’ve begun asking riddles,—I believe I can guess that,” she added aloud. “Do you mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?” said the March Hare. “Exactly so,” said Alice. “Then you should say what you mean,” the March Hare went on. “I do,” Alice hastily replied; “at least—at least I mean what I say—that’s the same thing, you know.” “Not the same thing a bit!” said the Hatter. “Why, you might just as well say that ‘I see what I eat’ is the same thing as ‘I eat what I see’! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1334:Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and how she would keep, through all her riper years, the simple and loving heart of her childhood: and how she would gather about her other little children, and make their eyes bright and eager with many a strange tale, perhaps even with the dream of Wonderland of long ago: and how she would feel with all their simple sorrows, and find a pleasure in all their simple joys, remembering her own child-life, and the happy summer days. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1335:A bottle that reads, "Drink me." A tea party, with a dormouse, a March Hare, and of course, one Mad Hatter. A red queen, with as much a fondness for tarts as for saying, "Off with their heads!" When we think of Alice and her adventures in wonderland, we often think of these amazing (and amusing) elements. Although today, your vision of Alice in Wonderland probably includes Johnny Depp and a certain visual aesthetic by Tim Burton, it's difficult not to think of the Alice stories without thinking about the food that appears within the pages of the story. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1336:them again, and all would change to dull reality--the grass would be only rustling in the wind, and the pool rippling to the waving of the reeds--the rattling teacups would change to tinkling sheep- bells, and the Queen's shrill cries to the voice of the shepherd boy--and the sneeze of the baby, the shriek of the Gryphon, and all thy other queer noises, would change (she knew) to the confused clamour of the busy farm-yard--while the lowing of the cattle in the distance would take the place of the Mock Turtle's heavy sobs. Lastly, she pictured to herself ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1337: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1338:For I do not believe God means us thus to divide life into half halves - to wear a grave face on Sunday, and to think it out-of-place to even so much as mention Him on a weekday. Do you think he cares to see only kneeling figures, and to hear only tones of prayer - and that He does not also love to see the lambs leaping in the sunlight, and to hear the merry voices of the children as they roll among the hay? Surely their innocent laughter is as sweet in His ears as the grandest anthem that ever rolled up from the 'dim religious light' of some solemn cathedral? ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1339:I like the Walrus best,' said Alice: `because you see he was a little sorry for the poor oysters.'
`He ate more than the Carpenter, though,' said Tweedledee. `You see he held his handkerchief in front, so that the Carpenter couldn't count how many he took: contrariwise.'
`That was mean!' Alice said indignantly. `Then I like the Carpenter best--if he didn't eat so many as the Walrus.'
`But he ate as many as he could get,' said Tweedledum.
This was a puzzler. After a pause, Alice began, `Well! They were both very unpleasant characters-- ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1340:I don't know what you mean by 'glory,' " Alice said.
Humpty Dumpty smiled contemptuously. "Of course you don't—till I tell you. I meant 'there's a nice knock-down argument for you!' "
"But 'glory' doesn't mean 'a nice knock-down argument'," Alice objected.
"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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1341:I'm sure I'll take you with pleasure!" the Queen said. "Twopence a week, and jam every other day."
Alice couldn't help laughing, as she said, "I don't want you to hire me - and I don't care for jam."
"It's very good jam," said the Queen.
"Well, I don't want any today, at any rate."
"You couldn't have it if you did want it," the Queen said.
"The rule is, jam tomorrow and jam yesterday - but never today."
"It must come sometimes to 'jam today'," Alice objected.
"No it can't," said the Queen. "It's jam every other day: today isn't any other day, you know. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1342:How is it you can all talk so nicely?' Alice said, hoping to get it into a better temper by a compliment. 'I've been in many gardens before, but none of the flowers could talk.' 'Put your hand down, and feel the ground,' said the Tiger-lily. 'Then you'll know why.' Alice did so. 'It's very hard,' she said, 'but I don't see what that has to do with it.' 'In most gardens,' the Tiger-lily said, 'they make the beds too soft—so that the flowers are always asleep.' This sounded a very good reason, and Alice was quite pleased to know it. 'I never thought of that before!' she said. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1343: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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1344:I have a fairy by my side
Which says I must not sleep,
When once in pain I loudly cried
It said "You must not weep"
If, full of mirth, I smile and grin,
It says "You must not laugh"
When once I wished to drink some gin
It said "You must not quaff".
When once a meal I wished to taste
It said "You must not bite"
When to the wars I went in haste
It said "You must not fight".
"What may I do?" at length I cried,
Tired of the painful task.
The fairy quietly replied,
And said "You must not ask".
Moral: "You mustn't. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1345:That would never do, I'm sure,' said Alice: `the governess would never think of excusing me lessons for that. If she couldn't remember my name, she'd call me "Miss!" as the servants do.'
Well. if she said "Miss," and didn't say anything more,' the Gnat remarked, `of course you'd miss your lessons. That's a joke. I wish YOU had made it.'
Why do you wish I had made it?' Alice asked. `It's a very bad one.'
But the Gnat only sighed deeply, while two large tears came rolling down its cheeks.
You shouldn't make jokes,' Alice said, `if it makes you so unhappy. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1346: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! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1347:off, for days and days.' 'But what am I to do?' said Alice. 'Anything you like,' said the Footman, and began whistling. 'Oh, there's no use in talking to him,' said Alice desperately: 'he's perfectly idiotic!' And she opened the door and went in. The door led right into a large kitchen, which was full of smoke from one end to the other: the Duchess was sitting on a three-legged stool in the middle, nursing a baby; the cook was leaning over the fire, stirring a large cauldron which seemed to be full of soup. 'There's certainly too much pepper in that soup!' Alice said to herself, as well as she ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1348:Alice had been looking over his shoulder with some curiosity. “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. Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter’s remark seemed to have no meaning in it, and yet it was certainly English. “I don’t quite understand,” she said as politely as she could. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1349:Franco Moretti in The Way of the World, his brilliant discussion of the European bildungsroman, or novel of growing-up, distinguishes the British novel from the continental European one for its greater emphasis on the child as hero or heroine. This goes, he says, with a plot that turns on the dangers posed by fairy-tale villains and schemers, trying to dispossess the child of its rightful place and inheritance—as opposed to the novel of growing-up, becoming adult, making moral errors (Stendhal, Goethe, and in Britain, Middlemarch, which Virginia Woolf called the only novel written for grown-ups). ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1350:Cheshire Puss,' she began, rather timidly, as she did not at all know whether it would like the name: however, it only grinned a little wider. 'Come, it's pleased so far,' thought Alice, and she went on. '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,' said the Cat.
'I don't much care where—' said Alice.
'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
'—so long as I get SOMEWHERE,' Alice added as an explanation.
'Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, 'if you only walk long enough. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1351:For a minute or two she stood looking at the house, and wondering what to do next, when suddenly a footman in livery came running out of the wood--(she considered him to be a footman because he was in livery: otherwise, judging by his face only, she would have called him a fish)--and rapped loudly at the door with his knuckles. It was opened by another footman in livery, with a round face, and large eyes like a frog; and both footmen, Alice noticed, had powdered hair that curled all over their heads. She felt very curious to know what it was all about, and crept a little way out of the wood to listen. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1352:and a most curious country it was. There were a number of tiny little brooks running straight across it from side to side, and the ground between was divided up into squares by a number of little green hedges, that reached from brook to brook.
I declare it's marked out just like a large chessboard!' Alice said at last. 'There ought to be some men moving about somewhere--and so there are!' she added in a tone of delight, and her heart began to beat quick with excitement as she went on. 'It's a great huge game of chess that's being played--all over the world--if this is the world at all, you know. Oh, what fun it is! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1353:Come, there's no use in crying like that!' said Alice to herself, rather sharply; 'I advise you to leave off this minute!' She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes; and 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. 'But it's no use now,' thought poor Alice, 'to pretend to be two people! Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make ONE respectable person! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1354:Come, there's no use in crying like that!" said Alice to herself, rather sharply; "I advise you to leave off this minute!" She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes; and 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. "But it's no use now," thought poor Alice, "to pretend to be two people! Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1355:Come, there's no use in crying like that!' said Alice to herself, rather sharply; 'I advise you to leave off this minute!' She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes; and 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. 'But it's no use now,' thought poor Alice, 'to pretend to be two people! Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make ONE respectable person!' Soon ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1356:I'm sure I'm not Ada for her hair goes in such long ringlets, and mine does'nt go in ringlets at all; and I'm sure I'm not Mabel, for I know all sorts of things, and she's she and I'm I, and-oh dear, how puzzling it all is! i'll try if I know all the things I used to know. Let me see: four times five is tweleve, and four times six is thirteen, and four times seven is-oh dear! I shall never get to tewnty at that rate! However, the Multiplication- Table doesn't signify: let's try geography. London is the capital of Paris, and Paris is the capital of Rome, and Rome-no, that's all wrong, I'm certain! I must have been changed for Mabel! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1357:nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (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); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1358:Ne komik!' dedi Grifon yarı kendi kendine, yarı da Alice'e.
'Komik olan ne?' diye sordu Alice.
'Tabii ki o, ' dedi Grifon. 'Hepsi kendi hayali. Biliyor musun, hiç kimseyi idam ettirdiği falan yok...'
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Aradan pek fazla bir zaman geçmemişti ki, Yalancı Su Kaplumbağası'nı, uzaklarda, küçük bir kayanın üstünde tek başına hüzünlü hüzünlü öylece otururken gördüler; yanına yaklaştıklarında yüreği sanki yaralıymışçasına derin derin iç çekişini duyabiliyorlardı. Alice, onun bu haline çok acıdı. 'Ne ki derdi?' diye sordu. Grifon, öncekine benzer sözcüklerle bu soruyu yanıtladı, 'Hepsi kendi hayali. Biliyor musun hiçbir derdi falan yok... ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1359:The universally acknowledged genius in the perfection of this art, at least in the more difficult task of translating into a classical language, was Scott Moncrieff’s close friend, the legendary Ronald Knox, who taught at Shrewsbury in 1915 and 1916; his fabled achievements were still widely quoted there more than thirty years later. Perhaps his single most inspired tour de force is his splendidly demented translation into pseudo-Greek of Lewis Carroll’s “Jabberwocky,” but there is also considerable delight to be derived from, among a host of other linguistic feats, the switchboard stichomythies of his Aristophanic parody, “Fragment of a Telephoniazusae. ~ Anonymous, #NFDB
1360:Then you should say what you mean," the March Hare went on.
"I do," Alice hastily replied; "at least-at least I mean what I say-that's the same thing, you know."
"Not the same thing a bit!" said the Hatter. "Why, you might just as well say that 'I see what I eat' is the same thing as 'I eat what I see'!"
"You might just as well say," added the March Hare, "that 'I like what I get' is the same thing as 'I get what I like'!"
"You might just as well say," added the Dormouse, which seemed to be talking in its sleep, "that 'I breathe when I sleep' is the same thing as 'I sleep when I breathe'!"
"It is the same thing with you." said the Hatter, ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1361:Bir de burası bu kadar ıssız olmasa!' dedi Alice hüzünlü bir ses tonuyla; yalnızlığı aklına gelir gelmez de kocaman iki damla gözyaşı yanaklarından aşağı süzülmeye başladı.
'Ah, yapma böyle!' diye çığlık kopardı zavallı Kraliçe, çaresizlikten ellerini ovuşturarak. 'Ne müthiş bir kız olduğunu düşün. Bugün ne uzun bir yol kat ettiğini düşün. Saatin kaç olduğunu düşün. Ne istersen onu düşün, yeter ki ağlama!'
Alice, gözyaşları içinde bile bu söylenenlere gülmeden edemedi. 'Bir şeyler düşünerek siz ağlamanızı durdurabiliyor musunuz?' diye sordu.
'Bunun tek çaresi bu;' dedi Kraliçe kararlılıkla. 'Bilirsin, hiç kimse aynı anda iki şeyi birden yapamaz... ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1362:Why, what are your shoes done with?' said the Gryphon. 'I mean, what makes them so shiny?' Alice looked down at them, and considered a little before she gave her answer. 'They're done with blacking, I believe.' 'Boots and shoes under the sea,' the Gryphon went on in a deep voice, 'are done with a whiting. Now you know.' 'And what are they made of?' Alice asked in a tone of great curiosity. 'Soles and eels, of course,' the Gryphon replied rather impatiently: 'any shrimp could have told you that.' 'If I'd been the whiting,' said Alice, whose thoughts were still running on the song, 'I'd have said to the porpoise, "Keep back, please: we don't want you with us! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1363:Well, I’ll eat it,’ said Alice, ‘and if it makes me grow larger, I can reach the key; and if it makes me grow smaller, I can creep under the door; so either way I’ll get into the garden, and I don’t care which happens!’ She ate a little bit, and said anxiously to herself, ‘Which way? Which way?’, holding her hand on the top of her head to feel which way it was growing, and she was quite surprised to find that she remained the same size: to be sure, this generally happens when one eats cake, but Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1364:with large eyes full of tears, but said nothing. 'This here young lady,' said the Gryphon, 'she wants for to know your history, she do.' 'I'll tell it her,' said the Mock Turtle in a deep, hollow tone: 'sit down, both of you, and don't speak a word till I've finished.' So they sat down, and nobody spoke for some minutes. Alice thought to herself, 'I don't see how he can even finish, if he doesn't begin.' But she waited patiently. 'Once,' said the Mock Turtle at last, with a deep sigh, 'I was a real Turtle.' These words were followed by a very long silence, broken only by an occasional exclamation of 'Hjckrrh!' from the Gryphon, and the constant heavy sobbing ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1365:The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it: 'No room! No room!' they cried out when they saw Alice coming. 'There's plenty of room!' said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table.
'Have some wine,' the March Hare said in an encouraging tone.
Alice looked all round 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.
'Then it wasn't very civil of you to offer it,' said Alice angrily.
'It wasn't very civil of you to sit down without being invited,' said the March Hare. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1366:Just look down the road and tell me if you can see either of them."
"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 such a distance too!”
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“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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1367:Dormouse had closed its eyes by this time, and was going off into a doze; but, on being pinched by the Hatter, it woke up again with a little shriek, and went on: '--that begins with an M, such as mouse-traps, and the moon, and memory, and muchness-- you know you say things are "much of a muchness"--did you ever see such a thing as a drawing of a muchness?' 'Really, now you ask me,' said Alice, very much confused, 'I don't think--' 'Then you shouldn't talk,' said the Hatter. 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 ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1368:- Quiero decir, ¿qué es un regalo de no-cumpleaños?
- Un regalo que te hacen cuando no es tu cumpleaños, naturalmente.
Alicia meditó un momento. <>, dijo por fin.
- ¡No sabes lo que dices! -exclamó Tentetieso- ¿Cuántos días tiene el año?
- Trescientos sesenta y cinco -dijo Alicia.
- ¿Y cuántos cumpleaños tienes?
- Uno.
- Y si restas uno a trescientos sesenta y cinco, ¿cuántos te quedan?
- Trescientos sesenta y cuatro, naturalmente.
[...]
- Lo que demuestra que hay trescientos sesenta y cuatro días en que podrías recibir regalos de no-cumpleaños.
- Desde luego -dijo Alicia.
- Frente a sólo uno de cumpleaños. ¡Te has cubierto de gloria! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1369:The name of the song is called "HADDOCKS' EYES."' 'Oh, that's the name of the song, is it?' Alice said, trying to feel interested. 'No, you don't understand,' the Knight said, looking a little vexed. 'That's what the name is CALLED. The name really IS "THE AGED AGED MAN."' 'Then I ought to have said "That's what the SONG is called"?' Alice corrected herself. 'No, you oughtn't: that's quite another thing! The SONG is called "WAYS AND MEANS": but that's only what it's CALLED, you know!' 'Well, what IS the song, then?' said Alice, who was by this time completely bewildered. 'I was coming to that,' the Knight said. 'The song really IS "A-SITTING ON A GATE": and the tune's my own invention. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1370:A BOAT beneath a sunny sky,
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July —
Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear —
Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.
Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.
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? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1371:Cheshire Puss,' [Alice] began, rather timidly, "`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.'
Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she 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 its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1372:Would you tell me,' said Alice, a little timidly, 'why you are painting those roses?'
Five and Seven said nothing, but looked at Two. Two began in a low voice, 'Why the fact is, you see, Miss, this here ought to have been a red rose-tree, and we put a white one in by mistake; and if the Queen was to find it out, we should all have our heads cut off, you know. So you see, Miss, we're doing our best, afore she comes, to—' At this moment Five, who had been anxiously looking across the garden, called out 'The Queen! The Queen!' and the three gardeners instantly threw themselves flat upon their faces. There was a sound of many footsteps, and Alice looked round, eager to see the Queen. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1373:Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end? “I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time?” she said aloud. “I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think—” (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the school-room, and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) “—yes, that’s about the right distance—but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve got to?” (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.) ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1374:Suddenly she came upon a little three-legged table, all made of solid glass; there was nothing on it except a tiny golden key, and Alice's first thought was that it might belong to one of the doors of the hall; but, alas! either the locks were too large, or the key was too small, but at any rate it would not open any of them. However, on the second time round, she came upon a low curtain she had not noticed before, and behind it was a little door about fifteen inches high: she tried the little golden key in the lock, and to her great delight it fitted! Alice opened the door and found that it led into a small passage, not much larger than a rat-hole: she knelt down and looked along the passage into ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1375:The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright
-- And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.
The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done
-- "It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"
The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying overhead
-- There were no birds to fly.
In a Wonderland they lie
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summer die. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1376:Alicia abrió la pequeña puerta: daba un corredor diminuto, no mucho más grande que el agujero de una cueva de ratones. Se arrodilló para mirar dentro de él y vio que al fondo se abría el jardín más maravilloso que pudiera imaginarse. ¡Qué ganas tenía de salir de ese lúgubre salón y pasearse alegremente por entre esos canteros de flores brillantes y por esas frescas fuentes! Pero no podía siquiera meter la cabeza por ese corredor tan diminuto. "Y aunque pudiera -pensó Alicia-, de nada me serviría sin los hombros... ¡Cómo me gustaría poder plegarme como un telescopio!" Claro, a Alicia le habían sucedido cosas tan extraordinarias aquel día que había llegado a pensar que nada sería verdaderamente imposible. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1377:They told me you had been to her, And mentioned me to him: She gave me a good character, But said I could not swim. He sent them word I had not gone (We know it to be true): If she should push the matter on, What would become of you? I gave her one, they gave him two, You gave us three or more; They all returned from him to you, Though they were mine before. If I or she should chance to be Involved in this affair, He trusts to you to set them free, Exactly as we were. My notion was that you had been (Before she had this fit) An obstacle that came between Him, and ourselves, and it. Don't let him know she liked them best, For this must ever be A secret, kept from all the rest, Between yourself and me.' – ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1378:Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1379:It was all very well to say "Drink me," but the wise little Alice was not going to do that in a hurry. "No, I'll look first," she said, "and see whether it's marked 'poison' or not"; for she had read several nice little stories about children who got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts, and other unpleasant things, all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends had taught them: such as, that a red-hot poker will burn you if you hold it too long; and that, if you cut your finger very deeply with a knife, it usually bleeds; and she had never forgotten that, if you drink much from a bottle marked "poison," it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1380:Alice opened the door and found that it led into a small passage, not much larger than a rat-hole: she knelt down and looked along the passage into the loveliest garden you ever saw. How she longed to get out of that dark hall, and wander about among those beds of bright flowers and those cool fountains, but she could not even get her head though the doorway; ‘and even if my head would go through,’ thought poor Alice, ‘it would be of very little use without my shoulders. Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only know how to begin.’ For, you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1381:It’s a Snark!” was the sound that first came to their ears, And seemed almost too good to be true. Then followed a torrent of laughter and cheers: Then the ominous words “It’s a Boo–” Then, silence. Some fancied they heard in the air A weary and wandering sigh That sounded like “–jum!” but the others declare It was only a breeze that went by. a face in the underbrush They hunted till darkness came on, but they found Not a button, or feather, or mark, By which they could tell that they stood on the ground Where the Baker had met with the Snark. In the midst of the word he was trying to say, In the midst of his laughter and glee, He had softly and suddenly vanished away— For the Snark was a Boojum, you see. THE END. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1382:There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late!” (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); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and, burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1383:The King and Queen of Hearts were seated on their throne when they arrived, with a great crowd assembled about them--all sorts of little birds and beasts, as well as the whole pack of cards: the Knave was standing before them, in chains, with a soldier on each side to guard him; and near the King was the White Rabbit, with a trumpet in one hand, and a scroll of parchment in the other. In the very middle of the court was a table, with a large dish of tarts upon it: they looked so good, that it made Alice quite hungry to look at them--'I wish they'd get the trial done,' she thought, 'and hand round the refreshments!' But there seemed to be no chance of this, so she began looking at everything about her, to pass away the time. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1384:There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (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); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1385:Let’s consider your age to begin with — how old are you?’
‘I’m seven and a half exactly.’
‘You needn’t say “exactually,”’ the Queen remarked: ‘I can believe it without that. Now I’ll give you something to believe. I’m just one hundred and one, five months and a day.’
‘I can’t believe that!’ said Alice.
‘Can’t you?’ the Queen said in a pitying tone. ‘Try again: draw a long breath, and shut your eyes.’
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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1386:There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (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); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. In ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1387:There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (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); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat- pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat- pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit- hole under the hedge. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1388:I should see the garden far better," said Alice to herself, "if I could get to the top of that hill: and here's a path that leads straight to it—at least, no it doesn't do that—" (after going a few yards along the path, and turning several sharp corners), "but I suppose it will at last. But how curiously it twists! It's more like a corkscrew than a path! Well, this turn goes to the hill, I suppose—no, it doesn't! This goes straight back to the house! Well then, I'll try it the other way." And so she did: wandering up and down, and trying turn after turn, but always coming back to the house, do what she would. Indeed, once, when she turned a corner rather more quickly than usual, she ran against it before she could stop herself. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1389:I'm sure those are not the right words," said poor Alice, and her eyes filled with tears again as she went on, "I must be Mabel after all, and I shall have to go and live in that poky little house, and have next to no toys to play with, and oh, ever so many lessons to learn! No, I've made up my mind about it: if I'm Mabel, I'll stay down here! 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! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1390:yet?' 'No,' said Alice. 'I don't even know what a Mock Turtle is.' 'It's the thing Mock Turtle Soup is made from,' said the Queen. 'I never saw one, or heard of one,' said Alice. 'Come on, then,' said the Queen, 'and he shall tell you his history,' As they walked off together, Alice heard the King say in a low voice, to the company generally, 'You are all pardoned.' 'Come, that's a good thing!' she said to herself, for she had felt quite unhappy at the number of executions the Queen had ordered. They very soon came upon a Gryphon, lying fast asleep in the sun. (IF you don't know what a Gryphon is, look at the picture.) 'Up, lazy thing!' said the Queen, 'and take this young lady to see the Mock Turtle, and to hear his history. I must go back ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1391:the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (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); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1392:She waited for some time without hearing anything more: at last came a rumbling of little cart-wheels, and the sound of a good many voices all talking together: she made out the words: “Where’s the other ladder?—Why, I hadn’t to bring but one. Bill's got the other—Bill! Fetch it here, lad!—Here, put ’em up at this corner—No, tie ’em together first—they don't reach half high enough yet—Oh! they’ll do well enough. Don’t be particular—Here, Bill! catch hold of this rope—Will the roof bear?—Mind that loose slate—Oh, it’s coming down! Heads below!” (a loud crash)—“Now, who did that?—It was Bill, I fancy—Who’s to go down the chimney?—Nay, I shan’t! You do it!—That I wo’n’t, then!—Bill’s got to go down—Here, Bill! The master says you’ve got to go down the chimney! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1393:But this did not seem likely to happen. She went on and on, a long way, but wherever the road divided there were sure to be two finger-posts pointing the same way, one marked 'TO TWEEDLEDUM'S HOUSE' and the other 'TO THE HOUSE OF TWEEDLEDEE.' 'I do believe,' said Alice at last, 'that they live in the same house! I wonder I never thought of that before—But I can't stay there long. I'll just call and say "how d'you do?" and ask them the way out of the wood. If I could only get to the Eighth Square before it gets dark!' So she wandered on, talking to herself as she went, till, on turning a sharp corner, she came upon two fat little men, so suddenly that she could not help starting back, but in another moment she recovered herself, feeling sure that they must be. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1394:The rule is, jam to-morrow and jam yesterday--but never jam to-day.'
'It MUST come sometimes to "jam to-day,"' Alice objected.
'No, it can't,' said the Queen. '
It's jam every OTHER day: to-day isn't any OTHER day, you know.'
'I don't understand you,' said Alice. 'It's dreadfully confusing!'
'That's the effect of living backwards,' the Queen said kindly: 'it always makes one a little giddy at first--'
'Living backwards!' Alice repeated in great astonishment. 'I never heard of such a thing!'
'--but there's one great advantage in it, that one's memory works both ways.'
‘I'm sure MINE only works one way,' Alice remarked. 'I can't remember things before they happen.'
'It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards,' the Queen remarked. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1395:Try another Subtraction sum. Take a bone from a dog: what remains?' Alice considered. 'The bone wouldn't remain, of course, if I took it—and the dog wouldn't remain; it would come to bite me—and I'm sure I shouldn't remain!' 'Then you think nothing would remain?' said the Red Queen. 'I think that's the answer.' 'Wrong, as usual,' said the Red Queen: 'the dog's temper would remain.' 'But I don't see how—' 'Why, look here!' the Red Queen cried. 'The dog would lose its temper, wouldn't it?' 'Perhaps it would,' Alice replied cautiously. 'Then if the dog went away, its temper would remain!' the Queen exclaimed triumphantly. Alice said, as gravely as she could, 'They might go different ways.' But she couldn't help thinking to herself, 'What dreadful nonsense we ARE talking! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1396:The rule is, jam to-morrow and jam yesterday--but never jam to-day.'
'It MUST come sometimes to "jam to-day,"' Alice objected.
'No, it can't,' said the Queen. '
It's jam every OTHER day: to-day isn't any OTHER day, you know.'
'I don't understand you,' said Alice. 'It's dreadfully confusing!'
'That's the effect of living backwards,' the Queen said kindly: 'it always makes one a little giddy at first--'
'Living backwards!' Alice repeated in great astonishment. 'I never heard of such a thing!'
'--but there's one great advantage in it, that one's memory works both ways.'
‘I'm sure MINE only works one way,' Alice remarked. 'I can't remember things before they happen.'
'It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards,' the Queen remarked. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1397:said the Caterpillar, just as if she had asked it aloud; and in another moment it was out of sight. Alice remained looking thoughtfully at the mushroom for a minute, trying to make out which were the two sides of it; and as it was perfectly round, she found this a very difficult question. However, at last she stretched her arms round it as far as they would go, and broke off a bit of the edge with each hand. 'And now which is which?' she said to herself, and nibbled a little of the right-hand bit to try the effect: the next moment she felt a violent blow underneath her chin: it had struck her foot! She was a good deal frightened by this very sudden change, but she felt that there was no time to be lost, as she was shrinking rapidly; so she set to work at once to eat some of the other bit. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1398:She tried her best to climb up one of the legs of the table, but it was too slippery; and when she had tired herself out with trying, the poor little thing sat down and cried.
Come, there's no use in crying like that!' said Alice to herself rather sharply.' I advise you to leave off this minute!' She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes; and 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. 'But it's no use now,' thought poor Alice, 'to pretend to be two people! Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1399:But oh!" thought Alice, suddenly jumping up, "if I don't make haste I shall have to go back through the Looking-glass, before I've seen what the rest of the house is like! Let's have a look at the garden first!" She was out of the room in a moment, and ran down stairs—or, at least, it wasn't exactly running, but a new invention for getting down stairs quickly and easily, as Alice said to herself. She just kept the tips of her fingers on the hand-rail, and floated gently down without even touching the stairs with her feet; then she floated on through the hall, and would have gone straight out at the door in the same way, if she hadn't caught hold of the door-post. She was getting a little giddy too with so much floating in the air, and was rather glad to find herself walking again in the natural way. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1400:I thought you did,' said the Mouse. `--I proceed. "Edwin and Morcar, the earls of Mercia and Northumbria, declared for him: and even Stigand, the patriotic archbishop of Canterbury, found it advisable--"'
`Found WHAT?' said the Duck.
`Found IT,' the Mouse replied rather crossly: `of course you know what "it" means.'
`I know what "it" means well enough, when I find a thing,' said the Duck: `it 's generally a frog or a worm. The question is, what did the archbishop find?'
The Mouse did not notice this question, but hurriedly went on, `"--found it advisable to go with Edgar Atheling to meet William and offer him the crown. William's conduct at first was moderate. But the insolence of his Normans--" How are you getting on now, my dear?' it continued, turning to Alice as it spoke. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1401:Now, what am I to do with this creature when I get it home?" when it grunted again, so violently, that she looked down into its face in some alarm. This time there could be no mistake about it: it was neither more nor less than a pig, and she felt that it would be quite absurd for her to carry it any further. | So she set the little creature down, and felt quite relieved to see it trot away quietly into the wood. "If it had grown up," she said to herself, "it would have made a dreadfully ugly child: but it makes a rather handsome pig, I think." And she began thinking over other children she knew, who might do very well as pigs, and was just saying to herself, "if one only knew the right way to change them--" when she was a little startled by seeing the Cheshire Cat sitting on a bough of a tree a few yards off. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1402:For men like Billy and Blaise (hahaha), it comes down to how fervently they thrust their crotches at the audience. AT THE AUDIENCE. AT! THE! AUDIENCE! For men like Colt and Tristan, it’s your basic hot guy dancing. No rhythm, but looka this bicep and looka this six-pack and whaddaya think of this, though . . . aaaand thrust. Jake and Lantz actually look like they’re having a good time, dancing and playing to the audience. I do love a man who can dance. And then there’s Josh, who just looks kind of embarrassed, fumbling with his clothes and oh, did taking off my shirt reveal an incredible body? Sigh . . . This ole thing? And that’s why he’s the favorite. He’s Lewis Carroll’s snark. He’s the elusive unicorn. He’s the guy who’s model-hot but doesn’t know it. Although he did sign up for the pageant in the first place. So . . . ~ Liza Palmer, #NFDB
1403:You alarm me!' said the King. 'I feel faint—Give me a ham sandwich!'
On which the Messenger, to Alice's great amusement, opened a bag that hung round his neck, and handed a sandwich to the King, who devoured it greedily.
'Another sandwich!' said the King.
'There's nothing but hay left now,' the Messenger said, peeping into the bag.
'Hay, then,' the King murmured in a faint whisper.
Alice was glad to see that it revived him a good deal. 'There's nothing like eating hay when you're faint,' he remarked to her, as he munched away.
'I should think throwing cold water over you would be better,' Alice suggested: 'or some sal-volatile.'
'I didn't say there was nothing better,' the King replied. 'I said there was nothing like it.' Which Alice did not venture to deny. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1404:Hold your tongue!’ said the Queen, turning purple. ‘I won’t!’ said Alice. ‘Off with her head!’ the Queen shouted at the top of her voice. Nobody moved. ‘Who cares for you?’ said Alice (she had grown to her full size by this time). ‘You’re nothing but a pack of cards!’ At this the whole pack rose up into the air, and came flying down upon her; she gave a little scream, half of fright and half of anger, and tired to beat them off, and found herself lying on the bank, with her head in the lap of her sister, who was gently brushing away some dead leaves that had fluttered down from the trees upon her face. ‘Wake up, Alice dear!’ said her sister. ‘Why, what a long sleep you’ve had!’ So Alice got up and ran off, thinking while she ran, as well she might, what a wonderful dream it had been. Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventure in Wonderland, 1865 ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1405:The Unicorn's eye happened to fall upon Alice: he turned round rather instantly, and stood for some time looking at her with an air of the deepest surprise.
`What -- is -- this?' he said at last.
`This is a child!' Haigha replied eagerly, coming in front of Alice to introduce her. `We only found it today. It's as large as life, and twice as natural!'
`I always thought they were fabulous monsters!' said the Unicorn. 'Is it alive?'
`It can talk,' said Haigha, solemnly.
The Unicorn looked dreamily at Alice, and said `Talk, child.'
Alice could not help her lips curing up into a smile as she began: `Do you know, I always thought Unicorns were fabulous monsters, too! I never saw one alive before!'
`Well, now that we have seen each other,' said the Unicorn, `if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. Is that a bargain? ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1406:The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice.
'Who are you?' said the Caterpillar.
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.'
'What do you mean by that?' said the Caterpillar sternly. 'Explain yourself!'
'I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir' said Alice, 'because I'm not myself, you see.'
'I don't see,' said the Caterpillar.
'I'm afraid I can't put it more clearly,' Alice replied very politely, 'for I can't understand it myself to begin with; and being so many different sizes in a day is very confusing. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1407:I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?' she said aloud. 'I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think--' (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a VERY good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) '--yes, that's about the right distance--but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?' (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.) Presently she began again. 'I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth! How funny it'll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think--' (she was rather glad there ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1408:if my memory serves me right, here is my genealogical line: Boccaccio, Petronius, Rabelais, Whitman, Emerson, Thoreau, Maeterlinck, Romain Rolland, Plotinus, Heraclitus, Nietzsche, Dostoievsky (and other Russian writers of the Nineteenth Century), the ancient Greek dramatists, theElizabethan dramatists (excluding Shakespeare), Theodore Dreiser, Knut Hamsun, D. H. Lawrence, James Joyce, Thomas Mann, Elie Faure, Oswald Spengler, Marcel Proust, Van Gogh, the Dadaists and Surrealists, Balzac, Lewis Carroll, Nijinsky, Rimbaud, Blaise Cendrars, Jean Giono, Celine, everything I read on Zen Buddhism, everything I read about China, India, Tibet, Arabia, Africa, and of course the Bible, the men who wrote it and especially the men who made the King James version, for it was the language of the Bible rather than its “message” which I got first and which I will never shake off. ~ Henry Miller, #NFDB
1409:Can you keep from crying by considering things?' she asked.
'That's the way it's done.' the Queen said with great decision: 'nobody can do two things at once, you know. Let’s consider your age to begin with — how old are you?’
''I'm seven and a half exactly.'
'You needn’t say "exactually,"' the Queen remarked: 'I can believe it without that. Now I’ll give you something to believe. I’m just one hundred and one, five months and a day.'
'I can’t believe that!' said Alice.
'Can’t you?' the Queen said in a pitying tone. 'Try again: draw a long breath, and shut your eyes.'
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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1410:I don't know what you mean by 'glory,'" Alice said.
Humpty Dumpty smiled contemptuously. "Of course you don't---till I tell you. I meant 'there's a nice knock-down argument for you!'"
"But glory' doesn't mean 'a nice knock-down argument,'" Alice objected.
"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."
Alive was too much puzzled to say anything, so after a minute Humpty Dumpty began again. "They've a temper, some of them---particularly, verbs, they're the proudest---adjectives you can do anything with, but not verbs---however, I can manage the whole lot! Impenetrability! That's what I say! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1411:Alice sighed wearily. `I think you might do something better with the time,' she said, `than waste it in asking riddles that have no answers.'
`If you knew Time as well as I do,' said the Hatter, `you wouldn't talk about wasting it. It's him.'
`I don't know what you mean,' said Alice.
`Of course you don't!' the Hatter said, tossing his head contemptuously. `I dare say you never even spoke to Time!'
`Perhaps not,' Alice cautiously replied: `but I know I have to beat time when I learn music.'
`Ah! that accounts for it,' said the Hatter. `He won't stand beating. Now, if you only kept on good terms with him, he'd do almost anything you liked with the clock. For instance, suppose it were nine o'clock in the morning, just time to begin lessons: you'd only have to whisper a hint to Time, and round goes the clock in a twinkling! Half-past one, time for dinner! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1412:Alice sighed wearily. "I think you might do something better with the time," she said, "than wasting it in asking riddles that have no answers."
If you knew Time as well as I do," said the Hatter, "you wouldn't talk about wasting it. It's him."
I don't know what you mean," said Alice.
Of course you don't!" the Hatter said, tossing his head contemptuously. "I dare say you never even spoke to Time!"
Perhaps not," Alice cautiously replied: "but I know I have to beat time when I learn music."
Ah! That accounts for it," said the Hatter. "He won't stand beating. Now, if you only kept on good terms with him, he'd do almost anything you liked with the clock.
For instance, suppose it were nine o'clock in the morning, just time to begin lessons: you'd only have to whisper a hint to Time, and round goes the clock in a twinkling! Half-past one, time for dinner! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1413:What do you call yourself?" the Fawn said at last. Such a soft sweet voice it had!
"I wish I knew!" thought poor Alice. She answered, rather sadly, "Nothing, just now."
"Think again," it said: "that won't do."
Alice thought, but nothing came of it. "Please, would you tell me what you call yourself?" she said timidly, "I think that might help a little."
"I'll tell you, if you'll come a little further on," the Fawn said. "I can't remember here."
So they walked on together through the wood, Alice with her arms clasped lovingly round the soft neck of the Fawn, till they came out into another open field, and here the Fawn gave a sudden bound into the air, and shook itself free from Alice's arms. "I'm a Fawn!" it cried out in a voice of delight. "And dear me, you're a human child!" A sudden look of alarm came into its beautiful brown eyes, and in another moment it had darted away at full speed. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1414:Come, we shall have some fun now!” thought Alice. “I’m glad they’ve begun asking riddles,—I believe I can guess that,” she added aloud. “Do you mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?” said the March Hare. “Exactly so,” said Alice. “Then you should say what you mean,” the March Hare went on. “I do,” Alice hastily replied; “at least—at least I mean what I say—that’s the same thing, you know.” “Not the same thing a bit!” said the Hatter. “Why, you might just as well say that ‘I see what I eat’ is the same thing as ‘I eat what I see’!” “You might just as well say,” added the March Hare, “that ‘I like what I get’ is the same thing as ‘I get what I like’!” “You might just as well say,” added the Dormouse, which seemed to be talking in his sleep, “that ‘I breathe when I sleep’ is the same thing as ‘I sleep when I breathe’!” “It is the same thing with you,” said the Hatter; and here the conversation dropped, ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1415:Writing in 1932, on the hundred-year anniversary of Lewis Carroll’s birth, Gilbert K. Chesterton voiced his “dreadful fear” that Alice’s story had already fallen under the heavy hands of the scholars and was becoming “cold and monumental like a classic tomb.” “Poor, poor, little Alice!” bemoaned G.K. “She has not only been caught and made to do lessons; she has been forced to inflict lessons on others. Alice is now not only a schoolgirl but a schoolmistress. The holiday is over and Dodgson is again a don. There will be lots and lots of examination papers, with questions like: (1) What do you know of the following; mimsy, gimble, haddocks’ eyes, treacle-wells, beautiful soup? (2) Record all the moves in the chess game in Through the Looking-Glass, and give diagram. (3) Outline the practical policy of the White Knight for dealing with the social problem of green whiskers. (4) Distinguish between Tweedledum and Tweedledee. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1416:What do you call yourself?' the Fawn said at last. Such a soft sweet voice it had!
'I wish I knew!' thought poor Alice. She answered, rather sadly, 'Nothing, just now.'
'Think again,' it said: 'that won't do.'
Alice thought, but nothing came of it. 'Please, would you tell me what YOU call yourself?' she said timidly. 'I think that might help a little.'
'I'll tell you, if you'll come a little further on,' the Fawn said. 'I can't remember here.'
So they walked on together through the wood, Alice with her arms clasped lovingly round the soft neck of the Fawn, till they came out into another open field, and here the Fawn gave a sudden bound into the air, and shook itself free from Alice's arms. 'I'm a Fawn!' it cried out in a voice of delight,'and, dear me! you're a human child!' A sudden look of alarm came into its beautiful brown eyes, and in another moment it had darted away at full speed. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1417:...it occurred to me, not for the first time, what a remarkably small world Britain is. That is its glory, you see--that it manages at once to be intimate and small scale, and at the same time packed to bursting with incident and interest. I am constantly filled with admiration at this--at the way you can wander through a town like Oxford and in the space of a few hundred yards pass the home of Christopher Wren, the buildings where Halley found his comet and Boyle his first law, the track where Roger Bannister ran the first sub-four-minute mile, the meadow where Lewis Carroll strolled; or how you can stand on Snow's Hill at Windsor and see, in a single sweep, Windsor Castle, the playing fields of Eton, the churchyard where Gray wrote his "Elegy," the site where The Merry Wives of Windsor was performed. Can there anywhere on earth be, in such a modest span, a landscape more packed with centuries of busy, productive attainment? ~ Bill Bryson, #NFDB
1418:On no account would I do a picture which I should be unwilling to show to all the world - or at least all the artistic world. If I did not believe I could take pictures of all children without any lower motive than a pure love of Art, I would not ask it: and if I thought there was any fear of its lessening their beautiful simplicity of character, I would not ask it. I print all such pictures myself, and of course would not let any one see them without your permission. I fear you will reply that the one insuperable objection is "Mrs. Grundy"--that people will be sure to hear that such pictures have been done, and that they will talk. As to their hearing of it, I say "of course. All the world are welcome to hear of it, and I would not an any account suggest to the children to mention it—which would at once introduce an objectionable element"—but as to people talking about it, I will only quote the grand old monkish legend: They say: Quhat do they say? Lat them say! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1419:Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. 'Dinah'll miss me very much to-night, I should think!' (Dinah was the cat.) 'I hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I'm afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that's very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?' And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, 'Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?' and sometimes, 'Do bats eat cats?' for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much matter which way she put it. She felt that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and saying to her very earnestly, 'Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?' when suddenly, thump! thump! down she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves, and the fall was over. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1420:ALICE'S ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND Lewis Carroll THE MILLENNIUM FULCRUM EDITION 3.0 CHAPTER I Down the Rabbit-Hole Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation?' So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1421:Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. 'Dinah'll miss me very much to- night, I should think!' (Dinah was the cat.) 'I hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at tea- time. Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I'm afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that's very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?' And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, 'Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?' and sometimes, 'Do bats eat cats?' for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much matter which way she put it. She felt that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and saying to her very earnestly, 'Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?' when suddenly, thump! thump! down she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves, and the fall was over. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1422:Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again. "Dinah'll miss me very much to-night, I should think!" (Dinah was the cat.) "I hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the air, I'm afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that's very like a mouse, you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?" And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, "do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?" and sometimes, "do bats eat cats?" for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much matter which way she put it. She felt that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and saying to her very earnestly, "Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat?" when suddenly, thump! thump! down she came upon a heap of sticks and dry leaves, and the fall was over. Alice ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1423:Kral'ın başında püsküllü kırmızı uzun bir külah vardı; perperişan bir yığın gibi çöküp kalmıştı; yüksek sesle horlayıp duruyordu; Tumbadız'ın deyimiyle neredeyse gırtlağı çatlayacaktı.
Çok ince ve düşünceli bir kızcağız olan Alice, 'Umarım bu ıslak çimende üşütmez,' dedi.
'Şu an düş görüyor,' dedi Tumbadik. 'Sence düşünde ne görüyor?'
'Kim bunu bilebilir ki!' dedi Alice.
'Tabii ki seni!' diye haykırdı Tumbadik, zafer kazanmışçasına ellerini şaplatarak. 'Seni düşünde görmeseydi eğer, nerede olurdun dersin?'
'Şu an olduğum yerde tabii ki,' dedi Alice.
'Olmazdın!' diye karşılık verdi Tumbadik küçümsercesine. 'Hiçbir yerde olmazdın. Sen hepsi hepsi onun düşündeki bir şeysin!'
'Ola ki Kral uyanacak olsa,' diye ekledi Tumbadız, 'bir mum gibi...o dakika...sönerdin!'
'Sönmezdim!' diye avazı çıktığınca bağırdı Alice öfkeye kapılarak. 'Üstelik ben onun düşündeki bir şeysem, siz nesiniz o zaman?'
'Aynısı!' dedi Tumbadız.
'Tıpkısının aynısı!' diye haykırdı Tumbadik. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1424:This also seems a fitting occasion to notice the other hard words in that poem. Humpty-Dumpty’s theory, of two meanings packed into one word like a portmanteau, seems to me the right explanation for all. For instance, take the two words “fuming” and “furious.” Make up your mind that you will say both words, but leave it unsettled which you will say first. Now open your mouth and speak. If your thoughts incline ever so little towards “fuming,” you will say “fuming-furious;” if they turn, by even a hair’s breadth, towards “furious,” you will say “furious-fuming;” but if you have that rarest of gifts, a perfectly balanced mind, you will say “frumious.” Supposing that, when Pistol uttered the well-known words— “Under which king, Bezonian? Speak or die!” Justice Shallow had felt certain that it was either William or Richard, but had not been able to settle which, so that he could not possibly say either name before the other, can it be doubted that, rather than die, he would have gasped out “Rilchiam! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1425:And then, as to the mastication of the food, the mental process answering to this is simply thinking over what we read. This is a very much greater exertion of mind than the mere passive taking in the contents of our Author. So much greater an exertion is it, that, as Coleridge says, the mind often “angrily refuses” to put itself to such trouble— so much greater, that we are far too apt to neglect it altogether, and go on pouring in fresh food on the top of the undigested masses already lying there, till the unfortunate mind is fairly swamped under the flood. But the greater the exertion the more valuable, we may be sure, is the effect. One hour of steady thinking over a subject (a solitary walk is as good an opportunity for the process as any other) is worth two or three of reading only. And just consider another effect of this thorough digestion of the books we read; I mean the arranging and “ticketing,” so to speak, of the subjects in our minds, so that we can readily refer to them when we want them. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1426:These word games bothered and intrigued me. Appearing to be silly nonsense, on examination they were absolutely logical—yet they were still funny. The comedy doors opened wide, and Lewis Carroll’s clever fancies from the nineteenth century expanded my notion of what comedy could be. I began closing my show by announcing, “I’m not going home tonight; I’m going to Bananaland, a place where only two things are true, only two things: One, all chairs are green; and two, no chairs are green.” Not at Lewis Carroll’s level, but the line worked for my contemporaries, and I loved implying that the one thing I believed in was a contradiction. I also was enamored of the rhythmic poetry of e. e. cummings, and a tantalizing quote from one of his recorded lectures stayed in my head. When asked why he became a poet, he said, “Like the burlesque comedian, I am abnormally fond of that precision which creates movement.” The line, with its intriguing reference to comedy, was enigmatic, and it took me ten years to work out its meaning. ~ Steve Martin, #NFDB
1427:Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1428:To be sure I was!' Humpty Dumpty said gaily, as she turned it round for
him. 'I thought it looked a little queer. As I was saying, that SEEMS
to be done right--though I haven't time to look it over thoroughly just
now--and that shows that there are three hundred and sixty-four days
when you might get un-birthday presents--'
Certainly,' said Alice.
And only ONE for birthday presents, you know. There's glory for you!'
I don't know what you mean by "glory,"' Alice said.
Humpty Dumpty smiled contemptuously. 'Of course you don't--till I tell
you. I meant "there's a nice knock-down argument for you!"'
But "glory" doesn't mean "a nice knock-down argument,"' Alice objected.
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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1429:Above them, one of the blackened television screens brightens, and there's an announcement about the in-flight movie. It's an animated film about a family of ducks, one that Hadley's actually see, and when Oliver groans, shes about to deny the whole thing. But then she twists around in her seat and eyes him critically.
"There's nothing wrong with ducks," she tells him, and he rolls his eyes.
"Talking ducks?"
Hadley grins. "They sing, too."
"Don't tell me," he says. "You've already seen it."
She holds up two fingers. "Twice."
"You do know it's meant for five-year-olds, right?"
"Five- to eight-year-olds, thank you very much."
"And how old are you again?"
"Old enough to appreciate our web-footed friends."
"You," he says, laughing in spite of himself, "are a mad as a hatter."
"Wait a second," Hadley says in mock horror. "Is that a reference to a...cartoon?"
No, genius. It's a reference to a famous work of literature by Lewis Carroll. But once again, I can see how well that American education is working for you. ~ Jennifer E Smith,#NFDB
1430:But Hock Seng doesn’t contest the foreigner’s words. He’ll put out the bounty, regardless. If the cats are allowed to stay, the workers will start rumors that Phii Oun the cheshire trickster spirit has caused the calamity. The devil cats flicker closer. Calico and ginger, black as night—all of them fading in and out of view as their bodies take on the colors of their surroundings. They shade red as they dip into the blood pool. Hock Seng has heard that cheshires were supposedly created by a calorie executive—some PurCal or AgriGen man, most likely—for a daughter’s birthday. A party favor for when the little princess turned as old as Lewis Carroll’s Alice. The child guests took their new pets home where they mated with natural felines, and within twenty years, the devil cats were on every continent and Felis domesticus was gone from the face of the world, replaced by a genetic string that bred true ninety-eight percent of the time. The Green Headbands in Malaya hated Chinese people and cheshires equally, but as far as Hock Seng knows, the devil cats still thrive there. ~ Paolo Bacigalupi, #NFDB
1431:In logic class, I opened my textbook—the last place I was expecting to find comic inspiration—and was startled to find that Lewis Carroll, the supremely witty author of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, was also a logician. He wrote logic textbooks and included argument forms based on the syllogism, normally presented in logic books this way: All men are mortal. Socrates is a man. Therefore, Socrates is mortal. But Carroll’s were more convoluted, and they struck me as funny in a new way: 1) Babies are illogical. 2) Nobody is despised who can manage a crocodile. 3) Illogical persons are despised. Therefore, babies cannot manage crocodiles. And: 1) No interesting poems are unpopular among people of real taste. 2) No modern poetry is free from affectation. 3) All your poems are on the subject of soap bubbles. 4) No affected poetry is popular among people of taste. 5) Only a modern poem would be on the subject of soap bubbles. Therefore, all your poems are uninteresting. ~ Steve Martin, #NFDB
1432:Why do we love nonsense? Why do we love Lewis Carroll with his “‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe, all mimsy were the borogoves, and the mome raths outgrabe…”? Why is it that all those old English songs are full of “Fal-de-riddle-eye-do” and “Hey-nonny-nonny” and all those babbling choruses? Why is it that when we get “hep” with jazz we just go “Boody-boody-boop-de-boo” and so on, and enjoy ourselves swinging with it? It is this participation in the essential glorious nonsense that is at the heart of the world, not necessarily going anywhere. It seems that only in moments of unusual insight and illumination that we get the point of this, and find that the true meaning of life is no meaning, that its purpose is no purpose, and that its sense is non-sense. Still, we want to use the word “significant.” Is this significant nonsense? Is this a kind of nonsense that is not just chaos, that is not just blathering balderdash, but rather has in it rhythm, fascinating complexity, and a kind of artistry? It is in this kind of meaninglessness that we come to the profoundest meaning. ~ Alan W Watts, #NFDB
1433:Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation?' So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, 'Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!' (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); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1434:You and your husband have, I think, been very fortunate to know so little, by experience, in your own case or in that of your friends, of the wicked recklessness with which people repeat things to the disadvantage of others, without a thought as to whether they have grounds for asserting what they say. I have met with a good deal of utter misrepresentation of that kind. And another result of my experience is the conviction that the opinion of "people" in general is absolutely worthless as a test of right and wrong. The only two tests I now apply to such a question as the having some particular girl-friend as a guest are, first, my own conscience, to settle whether I feel it to be entirely innocent and right, in the sight of God; secondly, the parents of my friend, to settle whether I have their full approval for what I do. You need not be shocked at my being spoken against. Anybody, who is spoken about at all, is sure to be spoken against by somebody: and any action, however innocent in itself, is liable, and not at all unlikely, to be blamed by somebody. If you limit your actions in life to things that nobody can possibly find fault with, you will not do much ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1435:You are sad," the Knight said in an anxious tone: "let me sing you a song to comfort you."
"Is it very long?" Alice asked, for she had heard a good deal of poetry that day.
"It's long," said the Knight, "but it's very, very beautiful. Everybody that hears me sing it——either it brings the tears into their eyes, or else——"
"Or else what?" said Alice, for the Knight had made a sudden pause.
"Or else it doesn't, you know. The name of the song is called 'Haddocks' Eyes.'"
"Oh, that's the name of the song, is it?" Alice said, trying to feel interested.
"No, you don't understand," the Knight said, looking a little vexed. "That's what the name is called. The name really is 'The Aged Aged Man.'"
"Then I ought to have said 'That's what the song is called'?" Alice corrected herself.
"No, you oughtn't: that's quite another thing! The song is called 'Ways And Means': but that's only what it's called, you know!"
"Well, what is the song, then? " said Alice, who was by this time completely bewildered.
"I was coming to that," the Knight said. "The song really is 'A-sitting On A Gate': and the tune's my own invention. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1436:In his brief dialogue between the King and the Queen - two of the chess piece sovereigns of the Looking Glass House - Lewis Carroll captured the complementary sides of the coin we term memory The King, having experienced a "horrifying" event (being set on a table by Alice, a relative giant whom the King could neither see nor hear), expresses absolute faith in the durability of memory. The Queen, in contrast, presents a less flattering view of the capacity: that without some intervention (a memorandum), even a salient event will be forgotten. In a rare instance, the reality experienced by the King and Queen on their side of the looking glass is reflected on the drawing room side as well. Memory is at times seemingly and at other times frustratingly fallible. What is at times seemingly indelible and at other times frustratingly fallible. What is more, in true looking glass fashion, the same past experience can at one moment impinge on consciousness unbidden and at another elude deliberate attempts to recollect it. ~ Bauer, Patricia J. (2007). Remembering the times of our lives: memory in infancy and beyond. Hillsdale, N.J: Lawrence Erlbaum Associates. ISBN 0-8058-5733-8. OCLC 62089961., p. 3., #NFDB
1437:Cheshire Puss,' she began, rather timidly, as she did not at all know whether it would like the name: however, it only grinned a little wider. 'Come, it's pleased so far,' thought Alice, and she went on.
'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,' said the Cat.
'I don't much care where—' said Alice.
'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
'—so long as I get SOMEWHERE,' Alice added as an explanation.
'Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, 'if you only walk long enough.”
Alice felt that this could not be denied, so she 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. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1438:The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this; but all he said was, "Why is a raven like a writing-desk?"
"Come, we shall have some fun now!", thought Alice. "I'm glad they've begun asking riddles - I believe I can guess that," she added aloud.
"Do you mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?" said the March Hare.
"Exactly so," said Alice.
"Then you should say what you mean," the March Hare went on.
"I do," Alice hastily replied; "At least - at least I mean what I say - that's the same thing, you know."
"Not the same thing a bit!" said the Hatter. "Why, you might just as well said that "I see what I eat" is the same thing as "I eat what I see"!".
"You might just as well say," added the March Hare, "that "I like what I get" is the same thing as "I get what I like"!".
"You might just as well say," added the Dormouse, which seemed to be talking in its sleep, "that "I breath when I sleep" is the same thing as "I sleep when I breath"!".
"It is the same thing with you," said the Hatter, and here the conversation dropped and the party sat silent for a minute, while Alice thought over all she could remember about ravens and writing-desks, which wasn't much. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1439:INTERVIEWER
Why don’t you write tragedy?
BARTHELME
I’m fated to deal in mixtures, slumgullions, which preclude tragedy, which require a pure line. It’s a habit of mind, a perversity. Tom Hess used to tell a story, maybe from Lewis Carroll, I don’t remember, about an enraged mob storming the palace shouting “More taxes! Less bread!” As soon as I hear a proposition I immediately consider its opposite. A double-minded man—makes for mixtures.
INTERVIEWER
Apparently the Yiddish theater, to which Kafka was very addicted, includes as a typical bit of comedy two clowns, more or less identical, who appear even in sad scenes—the parting of two lovers, for instance—and behave comically as the audience is weeping. This shows up especially in The Castle.
BARTHELME
The assistants.
INTERVIEWER
And the audience doesn’t know what to do.
BARTHELME
The confusing signals, the impurity of the signal, gives you verisimilitude. As when you attend a funeral and notice, against your will, that it’s being poorly done. [...] I think of the line from the German writer Heimito von Doderer: “At first you break windows. Then you become a window yourself. ~ Donald Barthelme,#NFDB
1440:Yeniden karşılaşsak bile, seni tanıyamam,' diye karşılık verdi Yumurta Adam hoşnutsuz bir ses tonuyla, tokalaşmak üzere parmaklarından birini uzatarak. 'Sen de tıpkı diğer insanlar gibisin,' dedi.
'İnsanlar genellikle yüzlerinden tanınırlar,' dedi Alice düşünceli bir ses tonuyla.
'İşte benim yakındığım şey de bu ya,' dedi Yumurta Adam. 'Senin yüzün de herkesinki gibi...iki göz,şöyle...' (başparmağıyla havada gözlerin yerini işaret ediyordu) 'ortada bir burun, altında bir ağız. Hep aynı. Örneğin burnun iki yanında iki gözün olsaydı...ya da ağzın tepende olsaydı...bu belki bir işe yarardı.'
'Ama o kadar da güzel olmazdı,' diye Alice karşı çıktı ona. Fakat Yumurta Adam sadece gözlerini yumdu ve 'Dene de gör,' dedi.
Alice, acaba bir kez daha konuşur mu diye bir dakika bekledi, ne var ki Yumurta Adam ne gözünü açtı, ne de onu dikkate aldı; Alice, bir kez daha 'Hoşçakal!' dedi ve buna karşılık alamayınca, sessizce oradan uzaklaştı; giderken kendi kendine 'Bütün bu yetersizlikleriyle (bunu yüksek sesle söylemişti, çünkü böylesine uzun bir sözcüğü söylemek büyük bir teselliydi). 'Bütün bu yetersizlikleriyle karşıma çıkıp duran bu insanlar...' Alice cümlesini bir türlü bitiremedi, çünkü koru müthiş bir sarsıntıyla sarsılıyordu. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1441: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. Ah, cruel Three! In such an hour, Beneath such dreamy weather, To beg a tale of breath too weak To stir the tiniest feather! Yet what can one poor voice avail Against three tongues together? Imperious Prima flashes forth Her edict "to begin it": In gentler tones Secunda hopes "There will be nonsense in it!" While Tertia interrupts the tale Not MORE than once a minute. Anon, to sudden silence won, In fancy they pursue The dream-child moving through a land Of wonders wild and new, In friendly chat with bird or beast— And half believe it true. And ever, as the story drained The wells of fancy dry, And faintly strove that weary one To put the subject by, "The rest next time—" "It IS next time!" The happy voices cry. Thus grew the tale of Wonderland: Thus slowly, one by one, Its quaint events were hammered out— And now the tale is done, And home we steer, a merry crew, Beneath the setting sun. 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 wither'd wreath of flowers Pluck'd in a far-off land. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1442:Prefatory Poem 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. Ah, cruel Three! In such an hour, Beneath such dreamy weather, To beg a tale of breath too weak To stir the tiniest feather! Yet what can one poor voice avail Against three tongues together? Imperious Prima flashes forth Her edict “to begin it”; In gentler tones Secunda hopes “There will be nonsense in it!” While Tertia interrupts the tale Not more than once a minute. Anon, to sudden silence won, In fancy they pursue The dream-child moving through a land Of wonders wild and new, In friendly chat with bird or beast— And half believe it true. And ever, as the story drained The wells of fancy dry, And faintly strove that weary one To put the subject by, “The rest next time—” “It is next time!” The happy voices cry. Thus grew the tale of Wonderland: Thus slowly, one by one, Its quaint events were hammered out— And now the tale is done, And home we steer, a merry crew, Beneath the setting sun. 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 wither’d wreath of flowers Pluck’d in a far-off land. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1443:Tırtıl'la Alice sessizlik içinde bir süre bakıştılar; neden sonra Tırtıl, nargilesinin marpucunu ağzından çıkarıp, cansız, uykulu bir sesle Alice'e 'Kimsin sen?' diye sordu.
Bu soru, sohbete koyulmak için çok da cesaret verici bir başlangıç değildi. Alice, oldukça mahcup bir tavırla şöyle dedi: 'Şey efendim, yani aslında şu an tam bilmiyorum. En azından bu sabah kalktığımda kim olduğumu biliyordum, ama o zamandan beri birkaç kez değiştim galiba.'
'Ne demek istiyorsun?' dedi Tırtıl sert bir tavırla. 'Kendinden söz et bakalım.'
'Kendimden söz edemem, efendim,' dedi Alice, 'çünkü ben ben değilim ki, anlatabiliyor muyum?'
'Anlatamıyorsun,' dedi Tırtıl.
'Özür dilerim, ama daha fazla açıklayamayacağım,' diye yanıt verdi Alice kibarca, 'çünkü kendim bile anlamıyorum ki bu durumu;bir gün içinde bu kadar farklı boylarda olmak insanın kafasını allak bullak ediyor.'
'Etmez,' dedi Tırtıl.
'Pekala, size henüz öyle gelmiyor olabilir,' dedi Alice, 'ama düşünün ki önce bir krizalite -hani bir gün dönüşeceksiniz ya- sonra da bir kelebeğe dönüşmek zorunda kaldığınızda, sanırım kendinizi biraz tuhaf hissedersiniz, öyle değil mi?'
'Hiç de hissetmem,' dedi Tırtıl.
'Peki, belki sizin duygularınız farklı olabilir,' dedi Alice, 'tek bildiğim, bunların bende tuhaflık yarattığı.'
'Sen!' dedi, Tırtıl tepeden bakarak, 'Kimsin sen?'
Bu soru her şeyi yeniden başa döndürmüştü. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1444: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?’ ‘In my youth,’ Father William replied to his son, ‘I feared it might injure the brain; But, now that I’m perfectly sure I have none, Why, I do it again and again.’ ‘You are old,’ said the youth, ‘as I mentioned before, And have grown most uncommonly fat; Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door — Pray, what is the reason of that?’ ‘In my youth,’ said the sage, as he shook his grey locks, ‘I kept all my limbs very supple By the use of this ointment — one shilling the box — Allow me to sell you a couple?’ ‘You are old,’ said the youth, ‘and your jaws are too weak For anything tougher than suet; Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak — Pray how did you manage to do it?’ ‘In my youth,’ said his father, ‘I took to the law, And argued each case with my wife; And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw, Has lasted the rest of my life.’ ‘You are old,’ said the youth, ‘one would hardly suppose That your eye was as steady as ever; Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose — What made you so awfully clever?’ ‘I have answered three questions, and that is enough,’ Said his father; ‘don’t give yourself airs! Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff? Be off, or I’ll kick you down stairs! ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1445:JABBERWOCKY
‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
‘It seems very pretty,' she said when she had finished it, 'but it's RATHER hard to understand!' (You see she didn't like to confess, even to herself, that she couldn't make it out at all.) 'Somehow it seemed to fill my head with ideas - only I don't know exactly what they are! However, SOMEBODY killed SOMETHING: that's clear, at any rate – ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1446:As children', wrote Alice Raikes (Mrs. Wilson Fox) in The Times, January 22, 1932, 'we lived in Onslow Square and used to play in the garden behind the houses. Charles Dodgson used to stay with an old uncle there, and walk up and down, his hands behind him, on the strip of lawn. One day, hearing my name, he called me to him saying, "So you are another Alice. I'm very found of Alices. Would you like to come and see something which is rather puzzling?" We followed him into his house which opened, as ours did, upon the garden, into a room full of furniture with a tall mirror standing across one corner.' "Now", he said giving me an orange, "first tell me which hand you have got that in." "The right" I said. "Now", he said, "go and stand before that glass, and tell me which hand the little girl you see there has got it in." After some perplexed contemplation, I said, "The left hand." "Exactly," he said, "and how do you explain that?" I couldn't explain it, but seeing that some solution was expected, I ventured, "If I was on the other side of the glass, wouldn't the orange still be in my right hand?" I can remember his laugh. "Well done, little Alice," he said. "The best answer I've heard yet." "I heard no more then, but in after years was told that he said that had given him his first idea for Through the Looking-Glass, a copy of which, together with each of his other books, he regularly sent me. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1447:I love the stillness of the wood;
I love the music of the rill:
I love the couch in pensive mod
Upon some silent hill.
Scarce heard, beneath yon arching trees,
The silver-crested ripples pass;
and, like a mimic brook, the breeze
Whispers among the grass.
Here from the world I win release,
Nor scorn of men, nor footstep rude,
Break into mar the holy peace
Of this great solitude.
Here may the silent tears I weep
Lull the vested spirit into rest,
As infants sob themselves to sleep
Upon a mothers breast.
But when the bitter hour is gone,
And the keen throbbing pangs are still,
Oh, sweetest then to couch alone
Upon some silent hill!
To live in joys that once have been,
To put the cold world out of sight,
And deck life's drear and barren scene
With hues of rainbow-light.
For what to man the gift of breath,
If sorrow be his lot below;
If all the day that ends in death
Be dark with clouds of woe?
Shall the poor transport of an hour
Repay long years of sore distress-
The fragrance of a lonely flower
Make glad the wilderness?
Ye golden house of life's young spring,
Of innocence, of love and truth!
Bright, beyond all imagining,
Thou fairy-dream of youth!
I'd give all wealth that years have piled,
The slow result of Life's decay,
To be once more a little child
For on bright summers day. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1448: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?’
‘In my youth,’ Father William replied to his son,
‘I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I’m perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.’
‘You are old,’ said the youth, ‘as I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door –
Pray, what is the reason of that?’
‘In my youth,’ said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
‘I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment – one shilling the box –
Allow me to sell you a couple?’
‘You are old,’ said the youth, ‘and your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak –
Pray how did you manage to do it?’
‘In my youth,’ said his father, ‘I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life.’
‘You are old,’ said the youth, ‘one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose –
What made you so awfully clever?’
‘I have answered three questions, and that is enough,’
Said his father; ‘don’t give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I’ll kick you down stairs! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1449:The March Hare took the watch and looked at it gloomily: then he dipped it into his cup of tea, and looked at it again: but he could think of nothing better to say than his first remark, 'It was the best butter, you know.' Alice had been looking over his shoulder with some curiosity. '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. Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter's remark seemed to have no sort of meaning in it, and yet it was certainly English. 'I don't quite understand you,' she said, as politely as she could. 'The Dormouse is asleep again,' said the Hatter, and he poured a little hot tea upon its nose. The Dormouse shook its head impatiently, and said, without opening its eyes, 'Of course, of course; just what I was going to remark myself.' '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. 'Nor I,' said the March Hare. Alice sighed wearily. 'I think you might do something better with the time,' she said, 'than waste it in asking riddles that have no answers.' 'If you knew Time as well as I do,' said the Hatter, 'you wouldn't talk about wasting it. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1450: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?'
'In my youth,' Father William replied to his son,
'I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.'
'You are old,' said the youth, 'as I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door—
Pray, what is the reason of that?'
'In my youth,' said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
'I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment—one shilling the box—
Allow me to sell you a couple?'
'You are old,' said the youth, 'and your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak—
Pray how did you manage to do it?'
'In my youth,' said his father, 'I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life.'
'You are old,' said the youth, 'one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose—
What made you so awfully clever?'
'I have answered three questions, and that is enough,'
Said his father; 'don't give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I'll kick you down stairs! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1451:See that little stream — we could walk to it in two minutes. It took the British a month to walk to it — a whole empire walking very slowly, dying in front and pushing forward behind. And another empire walked very slowly backward a few inches a day, leaving the dead like a million bloody rugs. No Europeans will ever do that again in this generation.”
“Why, they’ve only just quit over in Turkey,” said Abe. “And in Morocco —”
“That’s different. This western-front business couldn’t be done again, not for a long time. The young men think they could do it but they couldn’t. They could fight the first Marne again but not this. This took religion and years of plenty and tremendous sureties and the exact relation that existed between the classes. The Russians and Italians weren’t any good on this front. You had to have a whole-souled sentimental equipment going back further than you could remember. You had to remember Christmas, and postcards of the Crown Prince and his fiancée, and little cafés in Valence and beer gardens in Unter den Linden and weddings at the mairie, and going to the Derby, and your grandfather’s whiskers.”
“General Grant invented this kind of battle at Petersburg in sixty- five.”
“No, he didn’t — he just invented mass butchery. This kind of battle was invented by Lewis Carroll and Jules Verne and whoever wrote Undine, and country deacons bowling and marraines in Marseilles and girls seduced in the back lanes of Wurtemburg and Westphalia. Why, this was a love battle — there was a century of middle-class love spent here. This was the last love battle. ~ F Scott Fitzgerald,#NFDB
1452:Back home, we can't kill them fast enough," he says. "Even Grahamites offer blue bills for their skins. Probably the only thing they've ever done that I agreed with."
"Mmm, yes." Emiko's brow wrinkles thoughtfully. "They are too much improved for this world, I think. A natural bird has so little chance, now." She smiles slightly. "Just think if they had made New People first."
Is it mischief in her eyes? Or melancholy?
"What do you think would have happened?" Anderson asks.
Emiko doesn't meet his gaze, looks out instead at the circling cats amongst the diners. "Generippers learned too much from cheshires."
She doesn't say anything else, but Anderson can guess what's in her mind. If her kind had come first, before the generippers knew better, she would not have been made sterile. She would not have the signature tick-tock motions that make her so physically obvious. She might have even been designed as well as the military windups now operating in Vietnam—deadly and fearless. Without the lesson of the cheshires, Emiko might have had the opportunity to supplant the human species entirely with her own improved version. Instead, she is a genetic dead end. Doomed to a single life cycle, just like SoyPRO and TotalNutrient Wheat.
Another shadow cat bolts across the street, shimmering and shading through darkness. A high-tech homage to Lewis Carroll, a few dirigible and clipper ship rides, and suddenly entire classes of animals are wiped out, unequipped to fight an invisible threat.
"We would have realized our mistake," Anderson observes.
"Yes. Of course. But perhaps not soon enough. ~ Paolo Bacigalupi,#NFDB
1453:PREFACE. If—and the thing is wildly possible—the charge of writing nonsense were ever brought against the author of this brief but instructive poem, it would be based, I feel convinced, on the line (in p. 18) “Then the bowsprit got mixed with the rudder sometimes.” In view of this painful possibility, I will not (as I might) appeal indignantly to my other writings as a proof that I am incapable of such a deed: I will not (as I might) point to the strong moral purpose of this poem itself, to the arithmetical principles so cautiously inculcated in it, or to its noble teachings in Natural History—I will take the more prosaic course of simply explaining how it happened. The Bellman, who was almost morbidly sensitive about appearances, used to have the bowsprit unshipped once or twice a week to be revarnished, and it more than once happened, when the time came for replacing it, that no one on board could remember which end of the ship it belonged to. They knew it was not of the slightest use to appeal to the Bellman about it—he would only refer to his Naval Code, and read out in pathetic tones Admiralty Instructions which none of them had ever been able to understand—so it generally ended in its being fastened on, anyhow, across the rudder. The helmsman* used to stand by with tears in his eyes: he knew it was all wrong, but alas! Rule 42 of the Code, “No one shall speak to the Man at the Helm,” had been completed by the Bellman himself with the words “and the Man at the Helm shall speak to no one.” So remonstrance was impossible, and no steering could be done till the next varnishing day. During these bewildering intervals the ship usually sailed backwards. ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1454:The Mad Gardener's Song
He thought he saw an Elephant,
That practised on a fife:
He looked again, and found it was
A letter from his wife.
'At length I realise,' he said,
'The bitterness of Life!'
He thought he saw a Buffalo
Upon the chimney-piece:
He looked again, and found it was
His Sister's Husband's Niece.
'Unless you leave this house,' he said,
'I'll send for the Police!'
He thought he saw a Rattlesnake
That questioned him in Greek:
He looked again, and found it was
The Middle of Next Week.
'The one thing I regret,' he said,
'Is that it cannot speak!'
He thought he saw a Banker's Clerk
Descending from the bus:
He looked again, and found it was
A Hippopotamus.
'If this should stay to dine,' he said,
'There won't be much for us!'
He thought he saw a Kangaroo
That worked a coffee-mill:
He looked again, and found it was
A Vegetable-Pill.
'Were I to swallow this,' he said,
'I should be very ill!'
He thought he saw a Coach-and-Four
That stood beside his bed:
He looked again, and found it was
A Bear without a Head.
'Poor thing,' he said, 'poor silly thing!
It's waiting to be fed!'
He thought he saw an Albatross
That fluttered round the lamp:
He looked again, and found it was
A Penny-Postage Stamp.
'You'd best be getting home,' he said:
'The nights are very damp!'
He thought he saw a Garden-Door
That opened with a key:
He looked again, and found it was
A Double Rule of Three:
'And all its mystery,' he said,
'Is clear as day to me!'
He thought he saw a Argument
That proved he was the Pope:
He looked again, and found it was
A Bar of Mottled Soap.
'A fact so dread,' he faintly said,
'Extinguishes all hope! ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1455:There was a table set out under a tree in front of the house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it: a Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the other two were using it as a cushion, resting their elbows on it, and talking over its head. 'Very uncomfortable for the Dormouse,' thought Alice; 'only, as it's asleep, I suppose it doesn't mind.' The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it: 'No room! No room!' they cried out when they saw Alice coming. 'There's plenty of room!' said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table. 'Have some wine,' the March Hare said in an encouraging tone. Alice looked all round 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. 'Then it wasn't very civil of you to offer it,' said Alice angrily. 'It wasn't very civil of you to sit down without being invited,' said the March Hare. 'I didn't know it was your table,' said Alice; 'it's laid for a great many more than three.' 'Your hair wants cutting,' said the Hatter. He had been looking at Alice for some time with great curiosity, and this was his first speech. 'You should learn not to make personal remarks,' Alice said with some severity; 'it's very rude.' The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this; but all he said was, 'Why is a raven like a writing-desk?' 'Come, we shall have some fun now!' thought Alice. 'I'm glad they've begun asking riddles.--I believe I can guess that,' she added aloud. 'Do you mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?' said the March Hare. 'Exactly so,' said Alice. 'Then you should say what you mean,' the March Hare went on. 'I do,' Alice hastily replied; 'at least--at least I mean what I say--that's the same thing, you know.' 'Not the same thing a bit!' said ~ Lewis Carroll, #NFDB
1456:Imagine for a moment that you are the proud owner of a large house which you have spent years of your life painting and decorating and filling with everything you love. It's your home. It's something you've made your own, something for you to be remembered by, something that, perhaps years later, your children and grandchildren can visit and get a view of your life in. It's part of your creativity, your hard work... it's your property.
Now suppose you decide to go camping for a couple of weeks. You lock your door and assume that nobody is going to break in... but they do, and when you return home, to your horror you find that not only do these trespassers break in, but they also have quite uniquely imaginative ways of disrespecting, vandalizing and corrupting everything within your property. They light fires on your lawn, your topiary hedges are in heaps of black ashes. There's some blatantly obscene graffiti splattered across your front door, offensive images and rude words splashed on the walls and windows. Your television has been tipped over. Your photographs of family and friends have had the heads cut out of them. There's mold growing in the refrigerator, bottles of booze tipped over on the table, and cigarette smoke embedded into the carpeting. Your beloved houseplants are dead, your furniture has been stripped down and ruined. Basically, the thing you've spent years working for and creating within your lifetime has been tampered with to the point where it is just a grim joke.
So, I feel terrible for poor Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Jane Austen and Lewis Carroll, who must be spinning in their graves since they have no rights to their own works of fiction anymore. I'm all for readers being able to read books for free once and only when the deceased author's copyright eventually ends. Still though, did Doyle ever think in a million years that his wonderful characters would be dragged through the mud of every pervy fanfiction that the sick internet geek can think of to create? Did Carroll ever suspect that Alice and the Hatter would become freakish clown-like goth caricatures in Tim Burton's CGI-infested films? Would Austen really want her writing to be sold as badly-formatted ebooks?
The sharing of this Public Domain content isn't really an issue. Stories are meant to be told, meant to echo onward forever. That's what makes them magical. That being said, in the Information Age, there's a real lack of respect towards the creators of this original content. If, when I've been dead for 70 years and I then no longer have the rights to my novels, somebody gets the bright idea of doing anything funny with any of those novels, my ghost is going to rise from the grave and do some serious ass-kicking. ~ Rebecca McNutt,#NFDB
1457:Bu,' diye düşündü Alice, 'hiçbir şeyin adının olmadığı koru olmalı. Oraya gidersem, acaba benim adıma ne olacak. Adsız kalmak hiç de hoşuma gitmez...çünkü o zaman bana başka bir isim vermek zorunda kalacaklar, bu da hiç kuşku yok ki çirkin bir ad olacak. Ama o zaman da eski adımı alan yaratığı bulmaya çalışırken ne eğlenirim doğrusu! Bu, insanların köpeklerini kaybettiklerinde verdikleri ilanlar gibi bir şey...Fırla* diye adıyla çağırdığınız anda hemen tepki verir, pirinçten tasması var...Biri karşılık verinceye değin karşınıza çıkan her şeye *Alice diye seslendiğinizi bir hayal edin! Ama akılları varsa buna karşılık vermezler!'
Böyle dolaşıp durduğu sırada birde baktı ki koruya varmış; pek serin ve gölgeli bir yerdi burası. 'Neyse, yine de bu da bir teselli,' dedi Alice ağaçların altına girdiği anda, 'bu kadar sıcaktan bunaldıktan sonra, bu şeyin, şeyin altına girmek...neyin?' diye devam etti, o sözcüğün bir türlü aklına gelmemesinin verdiği şaşkınlıkla . 'Yani demek istiyorum ki, bu şeyin altına...şunun altına, hani işte şu!' dedi elini ağacın gövdesine değdirerek. 'Acaba bu kendine ne ad takmıştır? Hiçbir adı olmadığından eminim...Yok canım, kesinlikle yoktur!'
Düşüncelere dalarak bir dakika öylece sessiz kaldı; sonra birden yeniden başladı. 'İşte şimdi gerçekten başıma geldi! Şimdi kimim ben? Elimden gelse hatırlayacağım! Kararlıyım, anımsayacağım!' Ne ki, kararlı olmasının ona çok da bir faydası olmamıştı, büyük bir şaşkınlıktan sonra tek söyleyebildiği, 'L, biliyorum, adım L ile başlıyor!' oldu.
Tam o anda bir Yavru Alageyik çıkageldi; o kocaman uysal gözleriyle Alice'e bakıyordu; ama hiç de korkmuşa benzemiyordu.
'Buraya gel! Buraya gel!' dedi Alice, elini uzatıp onu okşamaya çalışarak; fakat Yavru Alageyik irkilerek biraz geri çekildi ve tekrardan Alice'i seyretmeye başladı.
'Adın ne?' dedi Yavru Alageyik sonunda. Öyle yumuşak, tatlı bir ses tonu vardı ki!
'Keşke bilebilseydim!' diye aklından geçirdi zavallı Alice. 'Şimdilik hiçbir şey,' dedi hüzünle.
'Bir daha düşün,' dedi Yavru Alageyik, 'böle olmaz.'
Alice düşündü, ama aklına hiçbir şey gelmiyordu. 'Lütfen söyler misin, senin adın ne?' dedi Alice çekine çekine. 'Belki bu birazcık bana yardımcı olabilir.
'Birazcık ileriye gelirsen söyleyeceğim,'dedi Yavru Alageyik. 'Burada anımsayamıyorum.'
Bunun üzerine Alice, kollarını Yavru Alageyik'in yumuşacık boynuna sevgiyle doladı ve koru boyunca başladılar birlikte yürümeye; sonunda başka bir açık alana vardılar; Yavru Alageyik burada aniden havaya zıplayarak, kendini Alice'in kollarından kurtardı. 'Ben bir Yavru Alageyik'im!' diye haykırdı sevinç içinde. 'Aman Tanrım, sen bir insan yavrususun!' Yavru'nun o güzelim kahverengi gözlerine birden bir korku çöktü ve anında dörtnala koşup oradan uzaklaştı. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1458:The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make
The billows smooth and bright--
And this was odd, because it was
The middle of the night.
The moon was shining sulkily,
Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there
After the day was done--
"It's very rude of him," she said,
"To come and spoil the fun!"
The sea was wet as wet could be,
The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because
No cloud was in the sky:
No birds were flying over head--
There were no birds to fly.
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see
Such quantities of sand:
"If this were only cleared away,"
They said, "it WOULD be grand!"
"If seven maids with seven mops
Swept it for half a year,
Do you suppose," the Walrus said,
"That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter,
And shed a bitter tear.
"O Oysters, come and walk with us!"
The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk,
Along the briny beach:
We cannot do with more than four,
To give a hand to each."
The eldest Oyster looked at him.
But never a word he said:
The eldest Oyster winked his eye,
And shook his heavy head--
Meaning to say he did not choose
To leave the oyster-bed.
But four young oysters hurried up,
All eager for the treat:
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed,
Their shoes were clean and neat--
And this was odd, because, you know,
They hadn't any feet.
Four other Oysters followed them,
And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more--
All hopping through the frothy waves,
And scrambling to the shore.
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock
Conveniently low:
And all the little Oysters stood
And waited in a row.
"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."
"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried,
"Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath,
And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter.
They thanked him much for that.
"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."
"But not on us!" the Oysters cried,
Turning a little blue,
"After such kindness, that would be
A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said
"Do you admire the view?
"It was so kind of you to come!
And you are very nice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"Cut us another slice:
I wish you were not quite so deaf--
I've had to ask you twice!"
"It seems a shame," the Walrus said,
"To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far,
And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but
"The butter's spread too thick!"
"I weep for you," the Walrus said.
"I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size.
Holding his pocket handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.
"O Oysters," said the Carpenter.
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?"
But answer came there none--
And that was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one. ~ Lewis Carroll,#NFDB
1459:One little picture in this book, the Magic Locket, was drawn by 'Miss Alice Havers.' I did not state this on the title-page, since it seemed only due, to the artist of all these (to my mind) wonderful pictures, that his name should stand there alone.
The descriptions, of Sunday as spent by children of the last generation, are quoted verbatim from a speech made to me by a child-friend and a letter written to me by a lady-friend.
The Chapters, headed 'Fairy Sylvie' and 'Bruno's Revenge,' are a reprint, with a few alterations, of a little fairy-tale which I wrote in the year 1867, at the request of the late Mrs. Gatty, for 'Aunt Judy's Magazine,' which she was then editing.
It was in 1874, I believe, that the idea first occurred to me of making it the nucleus of a longer story.
As the years went on, I jotted down, at odd moments, all sorts of odd ideas, and fragments of dialogue, that occurred to me--who knows how?--with a transitory suddenness that left me no choice but either to record them then and there, or to abandon them to oblivion. Sometimes one could trace to their source these random flashes of thought--as being suggested by the book one was reading, or struck out from the 'flint' of one's own mind by the 'steel' of a friend's chance remark but they had also a way of their own, of occurring, a propos of nothing --specimens of that hopelessly illogical phenomenon, 'an effect without a cause.' Such, for example, was the last line of 'The Hunting of the Snark,' which came into my head (as I have already related in 'The Theatre' for April, 1887) quite suddenly, during a solitary walk: and such, again, have been passages which occurred in dreams, and which I cannot trace to any antecedent cause whatever. There are at least two instances of such dream-suggestions in this book--one, my Lady's remark, 'it often runs in families, just as a love for pastry does', the other, Eric Lindon's badinage about having been in domestic service.
And thus it came to pass that I found myself at last in possession of a huge unwieldy mass of litterature--if the reader will kindly excuse the spelling --which only needed stringing together, upon the thread of a consecutive story, to constitute the book I hoped to write. Only! The task, at first, seemed absolutely hopeless, and gave me a far clearer idea, than I ever had before, of the meaning of the word 'chaos': and I think it must have been ten years, or more, before I had succeeded in classifying these odds-and-ends sufficiently to see what sort of a story they indicated: for the story had to grow out of the incidents, not the incidents out of the story I am telling all this, in no spirit of egoism, but because I really believe that some of my readers will be interested in these details of the 'genesis' of a book, which looks so simple and straight-forward a matter, when completed, that they might suppose it to have been written straight off, page by page, as one would write a letter, beginning at the beginning; and ending at the end.
It is, no doubt, possible to write a story in that way: and, if it be not vanity to say so, I believe that I could, myself,--if I were in the unfortunate position (for I do hold it to be a real misfortune) of being obliged to produce a given amount of fiction in a given time,--that I could 'fulfil my task,' and produce my 'tale of bricks,' as other slaves have done. One thing, at any rate, I could guarantee as to the story so produced--that it should be utterly commonplace, should contain no new ideas whatever, and should be very very weary reading!
This species of literature has received the very appropriate name of 'padding' which might fitly be defined as 'that which all can write and none can read.' That the present volume contains no such writing I dare not avow: sometimes, in order to bring a picture into its proper place, it has been necessary to eke out a page with two or three extra lines : but I can honestly say I have put in no more than I was absolutely compelled to do.
My readers may perhaps like to amuse themselves by trying to detect, in a given passage, the one piece of 'padding' it contains. While arranging the 'slips' into pages, I found that the passage was 3 lines too short. I supplied the deficiency, not by interpolating a word here and a word there, but by writing in 3 consecutive lines. Now can my readers guess which they are?
A harder puzzle if a harder be desired would be to determine, as to the Gardener's Song, in which cases (if any) the stanza was adapted to the surrounding text, and in which (if any) the text was adapted to the stanza.
Perhaps the hardest thing in all literature--at least I have found it so: by no voluntary effort can I accomplish it: I have to take it as it come's is to write anything original. And perhaps the easiest is, when once an original line has been struck out, to follow it up, and to write any amount more to the same tune. I do not know if 'Alice in Wonderland' was an original story--I was, at least, no conscious imitator in writing it--but I do know that, since it came out, something like a dozen storybooks have appeared, on identically the same pattern. The path I timidly explored believing myself to be 'the first that ever burst into that silent sea'--is now a beaten high-road: all the way-side flowers have long ago been trampled into the dust: and it would be courting disaster for me to attempt that style again.
Hence it is that, in 'Sylvie and Bruno,' I have striven with I know not what success to strike out yet another new path: be it bad or good, it is the best I can do. It is written, not for money, and not for fame, but in the hope of supplying, for the children whom I love, some thoughts that may suit those hours of innocent merriment which are the very life of Childhood; and also in the hope of suggesting, to them and to others, some thoughts that may prove, I would fain hope, not wholly out of harmony with the graver cadences of Life.
If I have not already exhausted the patience of my readers, I would like to seize this opportunity perhaps the last I shall have of addressing so many friends at once of putting on record some ideas that have occurred to me, as to books desirable to be written--which I should much like to attempt, but may not ever have the time or power to carry through--in the hope that, if I should fail (and the years are gliding away very fast) to finish the task I have set myself, other hands may take it up.
First, a Child's Bible. The only real essentials of this would be, carefully selected passages, suitable for a child's reading, and pictures. One principle of selection, which I would adopt, would be that Religion should be put before a child as a revelation of love--no need to pain and puzzle the young mind with the history of crime and punishment. (On such a principle I should, for example, omit the history of the Flood.) The supplying of the pictures would involve no great difficulty: no new ones would be needed : hundreds of excellent pictures already exist, the copyright of which has long ago expired, and which simply need photo-zincography, or some similar process, for their successful reproduction. The book should be handy in size with a pretty attractive looking cover--in a clear legible type--and, above all, with abundance of pictures, pictures, pictures!
Secondly, a book of pieces selected from the Bible--not single texts, but passages of from 10 to 20 verses each--to be committed to memory. Such passages would be found useful, to repeat to one's self and to ponder over, on many occasions when reading is difficult, if not impossible: for instance, when lying awake at night--on a railway-journey --when taking a solitary walk-in old age, when eyesight is failing or wholly lost--and, best of all, when illness, while incapacitating us for reading or any other occupation, condemns us to lie awake through many weary silent hours: at such a time how keenly one may realise the truth of David's rapturous cry "O how sweet are thy words unto my throat: yea, sweeter than honey unto my mouth!"
I have said 'passages,' rather than single texts, because we have no means of recalling single texts: memory needs links, and here are none: one may have a hundred texts stored in the memory, and not be able to recall, at will, more than half-a-dozen--and those by mere chance: whereas, once get hold of any portion of a chapter that has been committed to memory, and the whole can be recovered: all hangs together.
Thirdly, a collection of passages, both prose and verse, from books other than the Bible. There is not perhaps much, in what is called 'un-inspired' literature (a misnomer, I hold: if Shakespeare was not inspired, one may well doubt if any man ever was), that will bear the process of being pondered over, a hundred times: still there are such passages--enough, I think, to make a goodly store for the memory.
These two books of sacred, and secular, passages for memory--will serve other good purposes besides merely occupying vacant hours: they will help to keep at bay many anxious thoughts, worrying thoughts, uncharitable thoughts, unholy thoughts. Let me say this, in better words than my own, by copying a passage from that most interesting book, Robertson's Lectures on the Epistles to the Corinthians, Lecture XLIX. "If a man finds himself haunted by evil desires and unholy images, which will generally be at periodical hours, let him commit to memory passages of Scripture, or passages from the best writers in verse or prose. Let him store his mind with these, as safeguards to repeat when he lies awake in some restless night, or when despairing imaginations, or gloomy, suicidal thoughts, beset him. Let these be to him the sword, turning everywhere to keep the way of the Garden of Life from the intrusion of profaner footsteps."
Fourthly, a "Shakespeare" for girls: that is, an edition in which everything, not suitable for the perusal of girls of (say) from 10 to 17, should be omitted. Few children under 10 would be likely to understand or enjoy the greatest of poets: and those, who have passed out of girlhood, may safely be left to read Shakespeare, in any edition, 'expurgated' or not, that they may prefer: but it seems a pity that so many children, in the intermediate stage, should be debarred from a great pleasure for want of an edition suitable to them. Neither Bowdler's, Chambers's, Brandram's, nor Cundell's 'Boudoir' Shakespeare, seems to me to meet the want: they are not sufficiently 'expurgated.' Bowdler's is the most extraordinary of all: looking through it, I am filled with a deep sense of wonder, considering what he has left in, that he should have cut anything out! Besides relentlessly erasing all that is unsuitable on the score of reverence or decency, I should be inclined to omit also all that seems too difficult, or not likely to interest young readers. The resulting book might be slightly fragmentary: but it would be a real treasure to all British maidens who have any taste for poetry.
If it be needful to apologize to any one for the new departure I have taken in this story--by introducing, along with what will, I hope, prove to be acceptable nonsense for children, some of the graver thoughts of human life--it must be to one who has learned the Art of keeping such thoughts wholly at a distance in hours of mirth and careless ease. To him such a mixture will seem, no doubt, ill-judged and repulsive. And that such an Art exists I do not dispute: with youth, good health, and sufficient money, it seems quite possible to lead, for years together, a life of unmixed gaiety--with the exception of one solemn fact, with which we are liable to be confronted at any moment, even in the midst of the most brilliant company or the most sparkling entertainment. A man may fix his own times for admitting serious thought, for attending public worship, for prayer, for reading the Bible: all such matters he can defer to that 'convenient season', which is so apt never to occur at all: but he cannot defer, for one single moment, the necessity of attending to a message, which may come before he has finished reading this page,' this night shalt thy soul be required of thee.'
The ever-present sense of this grim possibility has been, in all ages, 1 an incubus that men have striven to shake off. Few more interesting subjects of enquiry could be found, by a student of history, than the various weapons that have been used against this shadowy foe. Saddest of all must have been the thoughts of those who saw indeed an existence beyond the grave, but an existence far more terrible than annihilation--an existence as filmy, impalpable, all but invisible spectres, drifting about, through endless ages, in a world of shadows, with nothing to do, nothing to hope for, nothing to love! In the midst of the gay verses of that genial 'bon vivant' Horace, there stands one dreary word whose utter sadness goes to one's heart. It is the word 'exilium' in the well-known passage
Omnes eodem cogimur, omnium
Versatur urna serius ocius
Sors exitura et nos in aeternum
Exilium impositura cymbae.
Yes, to him this present life--spite of all its weariness and all its sorrow--was the only life worth having: all else was 'exile'! Does it not seem almost incredible that one, holding such a creed, should ever have smiled?
And many in this day, I fear, even though believing in an existence beyond the grave far more real than Horace ever dreamed of, yet regard it as a sort of 'exile' from all the joys of life, and so adopt Horace's theory, and say 'let us eat and drink, for to-morrow we die.'
We go to entertainments, such as the theatre--I say 'we', for I also go to the play, whenever I get a chance of seeing a really good one and keep at arm's length, if possible, the thought that we may not return alive. Yet how do you know--dear friend, whose patience has carried you through this garrulous preface that it may not be your lot, when mirth is fastest and most furious, to feel the sharp pang, or the deadly faintness, which heralds the final crisis--to see, with vague wonder, anxious friends bending over you to hear their troubled whispers perhaps yourself to shape the question, with trembling lips, "Is it serious?", and to be told "Yes: the end is near" (and oh, how different all Life will look when those words are said!)--how do you know, I say, that all this may not happen to you, this night?
And dare you, knowing this, say to yourself "Well, perhaps it is an immoral play: perhaps the situations are a little too 'risky', the dialogue a little too strong, the 'business' a little too suggestive.
I don't say that conscience is quite easy: but the piece is so clever, I must see it this once! I'll begin a stricter life to-morrow." To-morrow, and to-morrow, and tomorrow!
"Who sins in hope, who, sinning, says,
'Sorrow for sin God's judgement stays!'
Against God's Spirit he lies; quite stops Mercy with insult; dares, and drops,
Like a scorch'd fly, that spins in vain
Upon the axis of its pain,
Then takes its doom, to limp and crawl,
Blind and forgot, from fall to fall."
Let me pause for a moment to say that 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. 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!
One other matter may perhaps seem to call for apology--that I should have treated with such entire want of sympathy the British passion for 'Sport', which no doubt has been in by-gone days, and is still, in some forms of it, an excellent school for hardihood and for coolness in moments of danger.
But I am not entirely without sympathy for genuine 'Sport': I can heartily admire the courage of the man who, with severe bodily toil, and at the risk of his life, hunts down some 'man-eating' tiger: and I can heartily sympathize with him when he exults in the glorious excitement of the chase and the hand-to-hand struggle with the monster brought to bay. But I can but look with deep wonder and sorrow on the hunter who, at his ease and in safety, can find pleasure in what involves, for some defenceless creature, wild terror and a death of agony: deeper, if the hunter be one who has pledged himself to preach to men the Religion of universal Love: deepest of all, if it be one of those 'tender and delicate' beings, whose very name serves as a symbol of Love--'thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women'--whose mission here is surely to help and comfort all that are in pain or sorrow!
'Farewell, farewell! but this I tell
To thee, thou Wedding-Guest!
He prayeth well, who loveth well
Both man and bird and beast.
He prayeth best, who loveth best
All things both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all.' ~ Lewis Carroll, Sylvie and Bruno,#NFDB
2 Occultism
2 Cybernetics
1 Integral Yoga
2 Norbert Wiener
2 Jorge Luis Borges
2 Aleister Crowley
2 Liber ABA
2 Cybernetics
1.01 - Adam Kadmon and the Evolution, #Preparing for the Miraculous, #George Van Vrekhem, #Integral Yoga
disappeared like the smile of Lewis Carrolls Cheshire Cat,
and Nietzsches declaration of the death of God resounded
1.05 - Computing Machines and the Nervous System, #Cybernetics, or Control and Communication in the Animal and the Machine, #Norbert Wiener, #Cybernetics
go the way of Lewis Carroll's Bread-and-Butter Fly, and always
die. Nevertheless, even a doomed race may show a mechanism
1.07 - Cybernetics and Psychopathology, #Cybernetics, or Control and Communication in the Animal and the Machine, #Norbert Wiener, #Cybernetics
on a variant of the famous principle expounded by Lewis Carroll
in The Hunting of the Snark: "What I tell you three times is true."
3.09 - Of Silence and Secrecy, #Liber ABA, #Aleister Crowley, #Occultism
should precede the other. (Cf. Lewis Carroll, where the Red
Queen screams before she pricks her finger).1
APPENDIX I - Curriculum of A. A., #Liber ABA, #Aleister Crowley, #Occultism
Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll. ::: Valuable to those who understand the Qabalah.
Alice Through the Looking Glass, by Lewis Carroll. ::: Valuable to those who understand the Qabalah.
The Hunting of the Snark, by Lewis Carroll. ::: Valuable to those who understand the Qabalah.
The Arabian Nights, translated by either Sir Richard Burton or John Payne. ::: Valuable as a storehouse of oriental magick-lore.
Avatars of the Tortoise, #unset, #Anonymous, #Various
and its attributes; Lewis Carroll (Mind, volume four, page 278), between the
second premise of the syllogism and the conclusion. He relates an endless
Book of Imaginary Beings (text), #unset, #Anonymous, #Various
In Alice in Wonderland, published in , Lewis Carroll
endowed the Cheshire Cat with the faculty of slowly disap
The Act of Creation text, #The Act of Creation, #Arthur Koestler, #Psychology
cate a joke. Lewis Carroll sent the following contri bution to a philo-
sophical symposium:
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--- Synonyms/Hypernyms (Ordered by Estimated Frequency) of noun lewis_carroll
1 sense of lewis carroll
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