It's Always Tea-time.

When I Come Upon Anything-in Logic Or In Any Other Hard Subject-that Entirely Puzzles Me, I Find It A Capital Plan To Talk It Over, Aloud, Even When I Am All Alone. One Can Explain Things So Clearly To One's Self! And Then, You Know, One Is So Patient With One's Self: One Never Gets Irritated At One's Own Stupidity!

Crawling At Your Feet,' Said The Gnat (alice Drew Her Feet Back In Some Alarm), `you May Observe A Bread-and-butterfly. Its Wings Are Thin Slices Of Bread-and-butter, Its Body Is A Crust, And Its Head Is A Lump Of Sugar.' And What Does It Live On?' Weak Tea With Cream In It.' A New Difficulty Came Into Alice's Head. `supposing It Couldn't Find Any?' She Suggested. Then It Would Die, Of Course.' But That Must Happen Very Often,' Alice Remarked Thoughtfully. It Always Happens,' Said The Gnat.

The Caterpillar And Alice Looked At Each Other For Some Time In Silence: At Last The Caterpillar Took The Hookah Out Of Its Mouth.

I Should Like The Whole Race Of Nurses To Be Abolished: Children Should Be With Their Mother As Much As Possible, In My Opinion.

Forbid The Day When Vivisection Shall Be Practised In Every College And School, And When The Man Of Science, Looking Forth Over A World Which Will Then Own No Other Sway Than His, Shall Exult In The Thought That He Has Made Of This Fair Earth, If Not A Heaven, At Least A Hell For Animals.