You Know," He (tweedledee) Added Very Gravely,

Twas Brillig, And The Slithy Toves Did Gyre And Gimble In The Wabe: All Mimsy Were The Borogoves, And The Mome Raths Outgrabe.

If You Set To Work To Believe Everything, You Will Tire Out The Believing-muscles Of Your Mind, And Then You'll Be So Weak You Won't Be Able To Believe The Simplest True Things.

If You’ll Believe In Me, I’ll Believe In You.

Ill Try The Whole Cause, And Condemn You To Death.

I Mean, What Is An Un-birthday Present?" A Present Given When It Isn't Your Birthday, Of Course." Alice Considered A Little. "i Like Birthday Presents Best," She Said At Last. You Don't Know What You're Talking About!" Cried Humpty Dumpty. "how Many Days Are There In A Year?" Three Hundred And Sixty-five," Said Alice. And How Many Birthdays Have You?" One.