Un-dish-cover The Fish, Or Dishcover The Riddle.

Begin At The Beginning And Go On Till You Come To The End; Then Stop.

You're Thinking About Something, My Dear, And That Makes You Forget To Talk.

Alice Was Beginning To Get Very Tired Of Sitting By Her Sister On The Bank, And Of Having Nothing To Do: Once Or Twice She Had Peeped Into The Book Her Sister Was Reading, But It Had No Pictures Or Conversations In It, “and What Is The Use Of A Book,” Thought Alice, “without Pictures Or Conversation?

There Are Three Hundred And Sixty-four Days When You Might Get Un-birthday Presents, And Only One For Birthday Presents, You Know.

Well, When One's Lost, I Suppose It's Good Advice To Stay Where You Are Until Someone Finds You.