A Minute Goes By So Fearfully Quick.

You May Charge Me With Murder--or Want Of Sense-- (we Are All Of Us Weak At Times): But The Slightest Approach To A False Pretence Was Never Among My Crimes!

'but I Don't Want To Go Among Mad People,' Said Alice. 'oh, You Can't Help That,' Said The Cat. 'we're All Mad Here.'

I'm Very Brave Generally,' He Went On In A Low Voice: 'only Today I Happen To Have A Headache.' (tweedledum)

By Which I Get My Wealth-- And Very Gladly Will I Drink Your Honour's Noble Health.

One Thing Was Certain, That The White Kitten Had Had Nothing To Do With It-- It Was The Black Kitten's Fault Entirely.