All that matters is what we do for each other.

Is Life itself a dream, I wonder?

The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth.

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

Life, what is it but a dream?

'Who's been repeating all that hard stuff to you?' 'I read it in a book,' said Alice. 'But I had some poetry repeated to me, much easier than that, by - Tweedledee, I think it was.' 'As to poetry, you know,' said Humpty Dumpty, stretching out one of his great hands, 'I can repeat poetry as well as other folk, if it comes to that - ' 'Oh, it needn't come to that!' Alice hastily said, hoping to keep him from beginning.

I can explain all the poems that were ever invented - and a good many that haven't been invented just yet.