The rule is, jam tomorrow and jam yesterday - but never jam today.

What a strange world we live in...Said Alice to the Queen of hearts

All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are plied, While little hands make vain pretence Our wanderings to guide.

It is always allowable to ask for artichoke jelly with your boiled venison; however there are houses where this is not supplied.

Alice: This is impossible. The Mad Hatter: Only if you believe it is.

"The horror of that moment," the King went on, "I shall never, never forget!" "You will, though," the Queen said, "if you don't make a memorandum of it."

You won't make yourself a bit realer by crying.