She Generally Gave Herself Very Good Advice,

She [alice] Went On "and How Do You Know That You're Mad?" "to Begin With," Said The Cat, "a Dog's Not Mad. You Grant That?" "i Suppose So," Said Alice. "well, Then," The Cat Went On, "you See, A Dog Growls When It's Angry, And Wags It's Tail When It's Pleased. Now I Growl When I'm Pleased, And Wag My Tail When I'm Angry. Therefore I'm Mad."

Do Not, Oh Do Not Indulge Such A Wild Idea That A Newspaper Might Err! If So What Have We To Trust In This Age Of Sham?

The Chief Difficulty Alice Found At First Was In Managing Her Flamingo.

Un-dish-cover The Fish, Or Dishcover The Riddle.

Mad Hatter: “why Is A Raven Like A Writing-desk?” “have You Guessed The Riddle Yet?” The Hatter Said, Turning To Alice Again. “no, I Give It Up,” Alice Replied: “what’s The Answer?” “i Haven’t The Slightest Idea,” Said The Hatter