And As To Being In A Fright,

'who's Been Repeating All That Hard Stuff To You?' 'i Read It In A Book,' Said Alice. 'but I Had Some Poetry Repeated To Me, Much Easier Than That, By - Tweedledee, I Think It Was.' 'as To Poetry, You Know,' Said Humpty Dumpty, Stretching Out One Of His Great Hands, 'i Can Repeat Poetry As Well As Other Folk, If It Comes To That - ' 'oh, It Needn't Come To That!' Alice Hastily Said, Hoping To Keep Him From Beginning.

In Fact, Now I Come To Think Of It, Do We Decide Questions, At All? We Decide Answers, No Doubt: But Surely The Questions Decide Us? It Is The Dog, You Know, That Wags The Tail--not The Tail That Wags The Dog.

Lastly, She Pictured To Herself How This Same Little Sister Of Hers Would, In The After-time, Be Herself A Grown Woman; And How She Would Keep, Through All Her Riper Years, The Simple And Loving Heart Of Her Childhood: And How She Would Gather About Her Other Little Children, And Make Their Eyes Bright And Eager With Many A Strange Tale, Perhaps Even With The Dream Of Wonderland Of Long Ago: And How She Would Feel With All Their Simple Sorrows, And Find A Pleasure In All Their Simple Joys, Remembering Her Own Child-life, And The Happy Summer Days.

I'd Give All The Wealth That Years Have Piled, The Slow Result Of Life's Decay, To Be Once More A Little Child For One Bright Summer Day.

'always Speak The Truth - Think Before You Speak - And Write It Down Afterwards.' 'i'm Sure I Didn't Mean - ' Alice Was Beginning, But The Red Queen Interrupted Her Impatiently. 'that's Just What I Complain Of! You Should Have Meant! What Do You Suppose Is The Use Of Child Without Any Meaning? Even A Joke Should Have Some Meaning - And A Child's More Important Than A Joke, I Hope.