Yet What Are All Such Gaieties To

Alice Tried Another Question. "what Sort Of People Live About Here?" "in That Direction," The Cat Said, Waving Its Right Paw Round, "lives A Hatter: And In That Direction," Waving The Other Paw, "lives A March Hare. Visit Either You Like: They're Both Mad." "but I Don't Want To Go Among Mad People," Alice Remarked. "oh, You Can't Help That," Said The Cat: "we're All Mad Here. I'm Mad. You're Mad." "how Do You Know I'm Mad?" Said Alice. "you Must Be," Said The Cat, "or You Wouldn't Have Come Here."

Sometimes I've Believed As Many As Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast.

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

Which Way You Ought To Go Depends On Where You Want To Get To.

Somehow It Seems To Fill My Head With Ideas - Only I Don't Exactly Know What They Are!