It's A Poor Sort Of Memory That

The Mad Hatter: "would You Like Some Wine?" Alice: "yes..." The Mad Hatter: "we Haven't Any And You're Too Young.

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.

"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."

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.

It Would Be So Nice If Something Made Sense For A Change.