It would be so nice if something made sense for a change.

You could not see a cloud, because No cloud was in the sky: No birds were flying overhead - There were no birds to fly.

Alice had begun with 'Let's pretend we're kings and queens;' and her sister, who liked being exact, had argued that they couldn't, because there were only two of them, and Alice hand been reduced at last to say, 'Well, you can be one of them then, and I'll be the rest.

In a wonderland they lie, dreaming as the days go by

If you’ll believe in me, I’ll believe in you.

Beautiful soup! Who cares for fish, game or any other dish? Who would not give all else for two pennyworth of beautiful soup?

One of the deepest motives (as you are aware) in the human beast (so deep that many have failed to detect it) is Alliteration.