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And my heart is like nothing so much as a bowl Brimming over with quivering curds!
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Do you suppose she's a wildflower?
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Who's the Knight-Mayor?' I cried. Instead Of answering my question, 'Well, if you don't know THAT,' he said, 'Either you never go to bed, Or you've a grand digestion!
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If doubtful whether to end with 'yours faithfully', or 'yours truly', or 'your most truly', &c. (there are at least a dozen varieties, before you reach 'yours affectionately'), refer to your correspondent’s last letter, and make your winding-up at least as friendly as his: in fact, even if a shade more friendly, it will do no harm!
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Do let's pretend that I'm a hungry hyena, and you're a bone!
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Why is it that people with the most narrow of minds seem to have the widest of mouths?
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Once she remembered trying to box her own ears for having cheated herself in a game of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people.
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As life draws nearer to its end, I feel more and more clearly that it will not matter in the least, at the last day, what form of religion a man has professed-nay, that many who have never even heard of Christ, will in that day find themselves saved by His blood.
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Everybody has won, and all must have prizes.
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Is Life itself a dream, I wonder?
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The chief difficulty Alice found at first was in managing her flamingo.
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Take my friends and my home - as an outcast I'll roam: Take the money I have in the bank: It is just what I wish, but deprive me of fish, And my life would indeed be blank.
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The rule is, jam tomorrow and jam yesterday-but never jam today It must come sometime to jam today, Alice objected No it can't said the Queen It's jame every other day. Today isn't any other day, you know.
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There's no use in comparing one's feelings between one day and the next; you must allow a reasonable interval, for the direction of change to show itself.
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The vast unfathomable sea Is but a Notion-unto me.
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And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, 'Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?' and sometimes, 'Do bats eat cats?' for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much matter which way she put it.
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Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideas - only I don't exactly know what they are!
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In a wonderland they lie, dreaming as the days go by.
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There are three hundred and sixty-four days when you might get un-birthday presents, and only one for birthday presents, you know.
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I have seen so many extraordinary things, nothing seems extraordinary any more.
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In autumn, when the leaves are brown, Take pen and ink, and write it down.
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Some children have the most disagreeable way of getting grown-up.
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Charles Lutwidge Dodgson's life in space-time colored his liberated life of the imagination.
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The light was faint, and soft the air That breathed around the place; And she was lithe, and tall, and fair, And with a wayward grace Her queenly head she bare.