But I Was Thinking Of A Way

Alice Thought To Herself, 'then There's No Use In Speaking.' The Voices Didn't Join In This Time, As She Hadn't Spoken, But To Her Great Surprise, They All Thought In Chorus (i Hope You Understand What Thinking In Chorus Means--for I Must Confess That I Don't), 'better Say Nothing At All. Language Is Worth A Thousand Pounds A Word!

But Then, Shall I Never Get Any Older Than I Am Now? That'll Be A Comfort, One Way -- Never To Be An Old Woman -- But Then -- Always To Have Lessons To Learn!

It’s A Miserable Story!” Said Bruno. “it Begins Miserably, And It Ends Miserablier. I Think I Shall Cry. Sylvie, Please Lend Me Your Handkerchief.” “i Haven’t Got It With Me,” Sylvie Whispered. “then I Won’t Cry,” Said Bruno Manfully.

To The Looking-glass World It Was Alice That Said 'i've A Sceptre In Hand, I've A Crown On My Head. Let The Looking-glass Creatures, Whatever They Be, Come And Dine With The Red Queen, The White Queen, And Me.

Then You Should Say What You Mean," The March Hare Went On. "i Do," Alice Hastily Replied; "at Least--at Least I Mean What I Say--that's The Same Thing, You Know." "not The Same Thing A Bit!" Said The Hatter. "you Might Just As Well Say That "i See What I Eat" Is The Same Thing As "i Eat What I See"!