Here's a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you: Whenever you want it to be!

Those who say there's nothing like a nice cup of tea for calming the nerves never had *real* tea. It's like a syringe of adrenaline straight to the heart!

I'm afraid I have to expel a rather ferocious hairball. You're on your own, girl.

Is our situation not dismal? Wonderland is so discombobulated that lady bugs have turned belligerent and enlisted in the queen's army! Punish their conversion!

The Queen is dead and gone. Well, at least she's gone... for now. Long live Alice! Long live Wonderland.

Haste makes waste, so I rarely hurry. But if a ferret were about to dart up my dress, I'd run.

To the royal guards of this realm, we are all victims in-waiting.