Off With Their Heads!

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.

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.

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

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.

Reeling And Writhing Of Course, To Begin With,' The Mock Turtle Replied, 'and The Different Branches Of Arithmetic-ambition, Distraction, Uglification, And Derision.