Who Is Alice?" Asked Mother. "alice Is

When You Suffer An Attack Of Nerves You're Being Attacked By The Nervous System. What Chance Has A Man Got Against A System?.

Nothing To Be Done Really About Animals. Anything You Do Looks Foolish. The Answer Isn't In Us. It's Almost As If Were Put Here On Earth To Show How Silly They Aren't.

The Sign Said 'the Green Turtle, Chelonia Myadas, Is The Source Of Turtle Soup....' I Am The Source Of William G. Soup If It Comes To That. Everyone Is The Source Of His Or Her Kind Of Soup. In A Town As Big As London, That's A Lot Of Soup Walking Around.

Who Is Alice?" Asked Mother. "alice Is Somebody That Nobody Can See," Said Frances. "and That Is Why She Does Not Have A Birthday. So I Am Singing Happy Thursday To Her." - Frances The Badger

An Ordinary Mirror Is Silvered At The Back But The Window Of The Night Train Has Darkness Behind The Glass. My Face And The Faces Of Other Travellers Were Now Mirrored On This Darkness In A Succession Of Stillnesses. Consider This, Said The Darkness: Any Motion At Any Speed Is A Succession Of Stillnesses; Any Section Through An Action Will Show Just Such A Plane Of Stillness As This Dark Window In Which Your Seeking Face Is Mirrored. And In Each Plane Of Stillness Is The Moment Of Clarity That Makes You Responsible For What You Do.