So she sat on with closed eyes, and half believed herself in Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again, and all would change to dull reality.

The hurrier I go, the behinder I get.

I don't think..." then you shouldn't talk, said the Hatter.

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

Take care of the sense and the sounds will take care of themselves.

Who ARE You?" This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, I--I hardly know, sir, just at present-- at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.

There is a place. Like no place on Earth. A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger! Some say to survive it: You need to be as mad as a hatter. Which luckily I am.