There's No Use In Comparing One's Feelings

'but I Don't Want To Go Among Mad People,' Said Alice. 'oh, You Can't Help That,' Said The Cat. 'we're All Mad Here.'

"write That Down," The King Said To The Jury, And The Jury Eagerly Wrote Down All Three Dates On Their Slates, And Then Added Them Up, And Reduced The Answer To Shillings And Pence.

How Puzzling All These Changes Are! I'm Never Sure What I'm Going To Be, From One Minute To Another.

Have I Gone Mad? Im Afraid So, But Let Me Tell You Something, The Best People Usualy Are.

That Which Chiefly Causes The Failure Of A Dinner-party, Is The Running Short--not Of Meat, Nor Yet Of Drink, But Of Conversation.