We're All Mad Here.

What I Tell You Three Times Is True.

But I Was Thinking Of A Way To Feed Oneself On Batter, And So Go On From Day To Day Getting A Little Fatter.

Child Of The Pure Unclouded Brow And Dreaming Eyes Of Wonder! Though Time Be Fleet, And I And Thou Are Half A Life Asunder, Thy Loving Smile Will Surely Hail The Love-gift Of A Fairy-tale.

But Then, Shall I Never Get Any Older Than I Am Now? That'll Be A Comfort, One Way -- Never To Be An Old Woman -- But Then -- Always To Have Lessons To Learn!

Then You Should Say What You Mean," The March Hare Went On. "i Do," Alice Hastily Replied; "at Least--at Least I Mean What I Say--that's The Same Thing, You Know." "not The Same Thing A Bit!" Said The Hatter. "you Might Just As Well Say That "i See What I Eat" Is The Same Thing As "i Eat What I See"!