Everything's Got A Moral, If Only You

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.

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

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!

Thy Loving Smile Will Surely Hail The Love-gift Of A Fairy Tale.

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.