Who did you pass on the road?" the King went on, holding out his hand to the Messenger for some more hay. "Nobody," said the Messenger. "Quite right," said the King; "this young lady saw him too. So of course Nobody walks slower than you." "I do my best," the Messenger said in a sullen tone. "I'm sure nobody walks much faster than I do!" "He can't do that," said the King, "or else he'd have been here first.

A minute goes by so fearfully quick. You might as well try to stop a Bandersnatch!

What I tell you three times is true.

Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideas - only I don't exactly know what they are!

Be sure the safest rule is that we should not dare to live in any scene in which we dare not die.

Oh, 'tis love, 'tis love that makes the world go round.

Would you be a poet Before you've been to school? Ah, well! I hardly thought you So absolute a fool.