...those Serpents! There's No Pleasing Them!

Would You Tell Me, Please, Which Way I Ought To Go From Here?

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.

There's No Use In Comparing One's Feelings Between One Day And The Next; You Must Allow A Reasonable Interval, For The Direction Of Change To Show Itself.

So She Sat On With Closed Eyes, And Half Believed Herself In Wonderland, Though She Knew She Had But To Open Them Again, And All Would Change To Dull Reality.

"the Horror Of That Moment," The King Went On, "i Shall Never, Never Forget!" "you Will, Though," The Queen Said, "if You Don't Make A Memorandum Of It."