We're all mad here.

Always speak the truth, think before you speak, and write it down afterwards.

Twinkle, twinkle little bat How I wonder what you're at! Up above the world you fly, Like a tea-tray in the sky.

Without a plan, it doesn't matter which way you're going.

Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way.

I once delivered a simple ball, which I was told, had it gone far enough, would have been considered a wide

Epithets, like pepper, Give zest to what you write; And if you strew them sparely, They whet the appetite: But if you lay them on too thick, You spoil the matter quite!