Lewis Carroll Quotes
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Everything is funny, if you can laugh at it.
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I said you LOOKED like an egg, Sir. And some eggs are very pretty, you know.
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Off with their heads!
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And how do you know that you're mad?
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He was part of my dream, of course -- but then I was part of his dream, too.
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Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it.
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The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, All on a summer day: The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts, And took them quite away!
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What I tell you three times is true.
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Why, what a temper you are in!
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If only I could manage, without annoyance to my family, to get imprisoned for 10 years, "without hard labour," and with the use of books and writing materials, it would be simply delightful!
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Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?
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I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir,' said Alice, 'Because I'm not myself you see.
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I'm not strange, weird, off, nor crazy, my reality is just different from yours.
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Burning with curiosity.
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What do you suppose is the use of a child without any meaning? Even a joke should have some meaning-- and a child's more imporant than a joke, I hope. You couldn't deny that, even if you tried with both hands.
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It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards.
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Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end; then stop.
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Speak English!' said the Eaglet. 'I don't know the meaning of half those long words, and I don't believe you do either!
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As you have invited me, I cannot come, for I have made a rule to decline all invitations; but I will come the next day.
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Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!
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It takes all the running you can do just to keep in the same place.
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Alice: I simply must get through! Doorknob: Sorry, you're much too big. Simply impassible. Alice: You mean impossible? Doorknob: No, impassible. Nothing's impossible.
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Death is always sad, I suppose, to us who look forward to it: I expect it will seem very different when we can look back upon it.
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Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.