If I Had A World Of My

Twas Brillig, And The Slithy Toves Did Gyre And Gimble In The Wabe: All Mimsy Were The Borogoves, And The Mome Raths Outgrabe.

You Won't Make Yourself A Bit Realer By Crying.

The Caterpillar And Alice Looked At Each Other For Some Time In Silence: At Last The Caterpillar Took The Hookah Out Of Its Mouth.

She's Stark Raving Mad!

By Which I Get My Wealth-- And Very Gladly Will I Drink Your Honour's Noble Health.