I Give Myself Very Good Advice, But

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.

"try Another Subtraction Sum. Take A Bone From A Dog: What Remains?" [asked The Red Queen] Alice Considered. "the Bone Wouldn't Remain, Of Course, If I Took It-and The Dog Wouldn't Remain; It Would Come To Bite Me-and I'm Sure I Shouldn't Remain!" "then You Think Nothing Would Remain?" Said The Red Queen. "i Think That's The Answer." "wrong, As Usual," Said The Red Queen, "the Dog's Temper Would Remain."

Alice: I Simply Must Get Through! Doorknob: Sorry, You're Much Too Big. Simply Impassible. Alice: You Mean Impossible? Doorknob: No, Impassible. Nothing's Impossible.

No Ghost Of Any Common Sense Begins A Conversation

So She Sat On With Closed Eyes, And Half Believed Herself In Wonderland, Though She Knew She Had But To Open Them Again, And All Would Change To Dull Reality.