There Are No Wrong Roads To Anywhere.

Sometimes I Find The Best Way Of Getting From One Place To Another Is Simply To Erase Everything And Begin Again.

Time Is A Gift, Given To You, Given To Give You The Time You Need, The Time You Need To Have The Time Of Your Life.

To A Child, And To An Adult, Too, What You Discover By Yourself, Or What You Think You Discover By Yourself, Is What Stays.

But Why Do Only Unimportant Things?" Asked Milo, Who Suddenly Remembered How Much Time He Spent Each Day Doing Them. "think Of All The Trouble It Saves," The Man Explained, And His Face Looked As If He'd Be Grinning An Evil Grin--if He Could Grin At All. "if You Only Do The Easy And Useless Jobs, You'll Never Have To Worry About The Important Ones Which Are So Difficult. You Just Won't Have The Time. For There's Always Something To Do To Keep You From What You Really Should Be Doing, And If It Weren't For That Dreadful Magic Staff, You'd Never Know How Much Time You Were Wasting.

How Can You See Something That Isn't There?" Yawned The Humbug, Who Wasn't Fully Awake Yet. "sometimes, It's Much Simpler Than Seeing Things That Are,"he Said. "for Instance, If Something Is There, You Can Only See It With Your Eyes Open, But If It Isn't There, You Can See It Just As Well With Your Eyes Closed. That's Why Imaginary Things Are Often Easier To See Than Real Ones." "then Where Is Reality?" Barked Tock. "right Here,"cried Alec, Waving His Arms.