So Young A Child Ought To Know

Somehow It Seems To Fill My Head With Ideas - Only I Don't Exactly Know What They Are!

I Could Tell You My Adventures—beginning From This Morning,” Said Alice A Little Timidly; “but It’s No Use Going Back To Yesterday, Because I Was A Different Person Then.

But, Said Alice, The The World Has Absolutely No Sens, Who's Stopping Us From Inventing One?

We're All Mad Here.

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.