Burning With Curiosity

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!

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.

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!

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!

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.