Soup of the evening, beautiful Soup!

she was a little startled by seeing the Cheshire Cat sitting on a bough of a tree a few yards off. The Cat only grinned when it saw Alice.

I don't see how he can ever finish, if he doesn't begin.

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.

"Well, I never heard it before," said the Mock Turtle; "but it sounds uncommon nonsense."

It takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast as that!

The hurrier I go, the behinder I get.