Burning With Curiosity

“i Don't Like The Look Of It At All,” Said The King: “however, It May Kiss My Hand, If It Likes.” “i'd Rather Not,” The Cat Remarked.

I Give Myself Very Good Advice, But I Very Seldom Follow It.

I Know Who I Was When I Got Up This Morning, But I Think I Must Have Been Changed Several Times Since Then

In A Wonderland They Lie, Dreaming As The Days Go By, Dreaming As The Summers Die: Ever Drifting Down The Stream- Lingering In The Golden Gleam- Life, What Is It But A Dream?

You Won't Make Yourself A Bit Realer By Crying.