In Autumn, When The Leaves Are Brown,

Alice Had Got So Much Into The Way Of Expecting Nothing But Out-of-the-way Things To Happen, That It Seemed Quite Dull And Stupid For Life To Go On In The Common Way.

And If You Take One From Three Hundred And Sixty-five What Remains?" "three Hundred And Sixty-four, Of Course." Humpty Dumpty Looked Doubtful, "i'd Rather See That Done On Paper," He Said.

What A Funny Watch!’ She Remarked. ‘it Tells The Day Of The Month, And Doesn’t Tell What O’clock It Is!’ ‘why Should It?’ Muttered The Hatter. ‘does Your Watch Tell You What Year It Is?’ ‘of Course Not,’ Alice Replied Very Readily: ‘but That’s Because It Stays The Same Year For Such A Long Time Together.’ ‘which Is Just The Case With Mine,’ Said The Hatter.

Will You, Won't You, Will You, Won't You, Will You Join The Dance?

Mad Hatter: Would You Like A Little More Tea? Alice: Well, I Haven't Had Any Yet, So I Can't Very Well Take More. March Hare: Ah, You Mean You Can't Very Well Take Less. Mad Hatter: Yes. You Can Always Take More Than Nothing.