Speak in French when you can’t think of the English for a thing–turn your toes out when you walk—And remember who you are!

Take off your hat,” the King said to the Hatter.”It isn’t mine,” said the Hatter.”Stolen!” the King exclaimed, turning to the jury, who instantly made a memorandum of the fact.”I keep them to sell,” the...

You’re enough to try the patience of an oyster!

What do you suppose is the use of a child without any meaning? Even a joke should have some meaning– and a child’s more imporant than a joke, I hope. You couldn’t deny that, even...

For instance, take the two words “fuming” and “furious.” Make up your mind that you will say both words, but leave it unsettled which you will say first. Now open your mouth and speak. If...

And it certainly did seem a little provoking (‘almost as if it happened on purpose,’ she thought) that, though she managed to pick plenty of beautiful rushes as the boat glided by, there was always...

But, I nearly forgot, you must close your eyes otherwise you won’t see anything

It’ll be no use their putting their heads down and saying “Come up again, dear!”I shall only look up and say “Who am I then? Tell me that first, and then,if I like being that...

If you think we’re waxworks,” he said, “you ought to pay, you know.Waxworks weren’t made to be looked at for nothing. Nohow!””Contrariwise,” added the one marked ‘DEE’, “if you think we’re alive, you ought to...

Take some more tea,” the March Hare said to Alice, very earnestly.”I’ve had nothing yet,” Alice replied in an offended tone, “so I can’t take more.””You mean you can’t take less,” said the Hatter: “it’s...

When we were little,” the Mock Turtle went on at last, more calmly, though still sobbing a little now and then, “we went to school in the sea. The master was an old Turtle –...

I wish I hadn’t cried so much!” said Alice, as she swam about, trying to find her way out. “I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears!...

Then you should say what you mean,” the March Hare went on. “I do,” Alice hastily replied; “at least–at least I mean what I say–that’s the same thing, you know.” “Not the same thing a...

Speak English!” said the Eaglet. “I don’t know the meaning of half those long words, and, what’s more, I don’t believe you do either!” And the Eaglet bend down its head to hide a smile:...

The more there is of mine, the less there is of yours.

What is the use of a book without pictures or conversations?-Alice in Wonderland

Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?””That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.””I don’t much care where –””Then it doesn’t matter which way you...

It is the one of the great secrets of life that those things are most worth doing,we do for others.

Now, here, you see, it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast as that!

You know what the issue is with this world? Everyone wants some magical solution to their problem and everyone refuses to believe in magic.

Where should I go?” -Alice. “That depends on where you want to end up.” – The Cheshire Cat.

And ever, as the story drainedThe wells of fancy dry,And faintly strove that weary oneTo put the subject by,”The rest next time–” “It is next time!”The Happy voice cry.Thus grew the tale of Wonderland

The twelve jurors were all writing very busily on the slates. “What are they doing?” Alice whispered to the Gryphon. “They can’t have anything to put down yet, before the trial’s begun.””They’re putting down their...

But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked.”Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.””How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.”You must be,”...

But, said Alice, if the world has absolutely no sense, who’s stopping us from inventing one?

No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time.

A likely story indeed!” said the Pigeon, in a tone of the deepest contempt. “I’ve seen a good many little girls in my time, but never one with such a neck as that! No, no!...

Take care of the sense and the sounds will take care of themselves.

It’s a poor sort of memory that only works backwards,’ says the White Queen to Alice.

If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be. And what...

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;All mimsy were the borogoves,And the mome raths outgrabe.”Beware the Jabberwock, my son The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!Beware the Jubjub...

Is Life itself a dream, I wonder?

Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

I can’t go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.

I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says “Go to...

I always thought they were fabulous monsters!” said the Unicorn. “Is it alive?””It can talk,” said Haigha, solemnly.The Unicorn looked dreamily at Alice, and said, “Talk, child.”Alice could not help her lips curling up into...

I haven’t the slightest idea,” said the Hatter

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.

ma due possono. Con un aiuto adeguato, avresti potuto fermarti a sette anni.

Read the directions and directly you will be directed in the right direction.

One! two! and through and throughThe vorpal blade went snickersnack!He left it dead, and with its headHe went galumphing back.

If I had but the time and you had but the brain

Begin at the beginning,” the King said, very gravely, “and go on till you come to the end: then stop.

All right,” said the Cat; and this time it vanished quite slowly, beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin, which remained some time after the rest of it had gone.

The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth,

And never, never, dear madam, put ‘Wednesday’ simply as the date! That way madness lies!

It would be so nice if something made sense for a change.

Scarce was the verdict spoken,When that still calm was broken,A childish form hath burst into the throng;With tears and looks of sadness,That bring no news of gladness,But tell too surely something hath gone wrong!

The Red Queen shook her head. “You may call it ‘nonsense’ if you like,” she said, “but I’ve heard nonsense, compared with which that would be as sensible as a dictionary!

I knew who I was this morning, but I’ve changed a few times since then.