And How Do You Know That You're

My Hand Moves Because Certain Forces--electric, Magnetic, Or Whatever 'nerve-force' May Prove To Be--are Impressed On It By My Brain. This Nerve-force, Stored In The Brain, Would Probably Be Traceable, If Science Were Complete, To Chemical Forces Supplied To The Brain By The Blood, And Ultimately Derived From The Food I Eat And The Air I Breathe.

"take Some More Tea," The March Hare Said To Alice, Very Earnestly. "i've Had Nothing Yet," Alice Replied In An Offended Tone, "so I Can't Take More."

Who In The World Am I? Ah, That's The Great Puzzle.

He Was Part Of My Dream, Of Course -- But Then I Was Part Of His Dream, Too.

You Have To Run As Fast As You Can Just To Stay Where You Are. If You Want To Get Anywhere, You'll Have To Run Much Faster.