If you drink much from a bottle marked 'poison' it is certain to disagree with you sooner or later.

And ever, as the story drained The wells of fancy dry, And faintly strove that weary one To put the subject by, "The rest next time--" "It is next time!" The Happy voice cry. Thus grew the tale of Wonderland

'But I don't want to go among mad people,' said Alice. 'Oh, you can't help that,' said the cat. 'We're all mad here.'

It is the privilege of true genius, And especially genius who opens up a new path, To make great mistakes with impunity

burning with curiosity

‎You're not the same as you were before," he said. You were much more... muchier... you've lost your muchness.

"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."