With A Sort Of Mental Squint.

In Some Ways, You Know, People That Don't Exist, Are Much Nicer Than People That Do.

You Used To Be Much More..."muchier." You've Lost Your Muchness.

Sometimes I've Believed As Many As Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast.

She Felt A Little Nervous About This; 'for It Might End, You Know,' Said Alice To Herself, 'in My Going Out Altogether, Like A Candle. I Wonder What I Should Be Like Then?' And She Tried To Fancy What The Flame Of A Candle Looks Like After The Candle Is Blown Out, For She Could Not Remember Ever Having Seen Such A Thing.

'what's The Use Of Their Having Names The Gnat Said, 'if They Won't Answer To Them?' 'no Use To Them,' Said Alice; 'but It's Useful To The People Who Name Them, I Suppose. If Not, Why Do Things Have Names At All?' 'i Can't Say,' The Gnat Replied.