Let your *need* guide you behavior. *Supress* your instinct to lead... Pursue Rabbit!

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

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

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

Meta-Essence is the life-force of Wonderland. That of your enemies is especially potent. Collect what you can. Use it wisely.

If your stature were an illness, it seems that the Centipede dispenses medicine to make you well.

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