I Don't Think..." Then You Shouldn't Talk,

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!

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.

Charles Lutwidge Dodgson's Life In Space-time Colored His Liberated Life Of The Imagination.

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.

'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.