Do You Suppose She's A Wildflower?

But, Said Alice, The The World Has Absolutely No Sens, Who's Stopping Us From Inventing One?

For First You Write A Sentence, And Then You Chop It Small; Then Mix The Bits And Sort Them Out Just As They Chance To Fall: The Order Of The Phrases Makes No Difference At All.

If You Limit Your Actions In Life To Things That Nobody Can Possibly Find Fault With, You Will Not Do Much!

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.

Burning With Curiosity