We're All Mad Here.

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

Cheshire Cat: If I Were Looking For A White Rabbit, I'd Ask The Mad Hatter. Alice: The Mad Hatter? Oh, No No No... Cheshire Cat: Or, You Could Ask The March Hare, In That Direction. Alice: Oh, Thank You. I Think I'll See Him... Cheshire Cat: Of Course, He's Mad, Too. Alice: But I Don't Want To Go Among Mad People. Cheshire Cat: Oh, You Can't Help That. Most Everyone's Mad Here. [laughs Maniacally; Starts To Disappear] Cheshire Cat: You May Have Noticed That I'm Not All There Myself.

One Of The Hardest Things In The World Is To Convey A Meaning Accurately From One Mind To Another.

I Cannot Even Pretend To Feel As Much Interest In Boys As In Girls.

What I Tell You Three Times Is True.