His Answer Trickled Through My Head Like

One Of The Secrets Of Life Is That All That Is Really Worth The Doing Is What We Do For Others.

And Here Alice Began To Get Rather Sleepy, And Went On Saying To Herself, In A Dreamy Sort Of Way, 'do Cats Eat Bats? Do Cats Eat Bats?' And Sometimes, 'do Bats Eat Cats?' For, You See, As She Couldn't Answer Either Question, It Didn't Much Matter Which Way She Put It.

And As To Being In A Fright, Allow Me To Remark That Ghosts Have Just As Good A Right In Every Way, To Fear The Light, As Men To Fear The Dark.

She Tried To Fancy What The Flame Of A Candle Is Like After The Candle Is Blown Out, For She Could Not Remember Ever Having Seen Such A Thing.

But I Was Thinking Of A Way To Feed Oneself On Batter, And So Go On From Day To Day Getting A Little Fatter.