The Hurrier I Go, The Behinder I

And My Heart Is Like Nothing So Much As A Bowl Brimming Over With Quivering Curds!

I Have Seen So Many Extraordinary Things, Nothing Seems Extraordinary Any More

Would You Tell Me, Please, Which Way I Ought To Go From Here?" "that Depends A Good Deal On Where You Want To Get To." "i Don't Much Care Where –" "then It Doesn't Matter Which Way You Go.

May We Not Then Sometimes Define Insanity As An Inability To Distinguish Which Is The Waking And Which The Sleeping Life? We Often Dream Without The Least Suspicion Of Unreality: 'sleep Hath Its Own World', And It Is Often As Lifelike As The Other.

She Who Saves A Single Soul, Saves The Universe.