The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright-- And this was odd, because it was The middle of the night.

It is always allowable to ask for artichoke jelly with your boiled venison; however there are houses where this is not supplied.

Yet what are all such gaieties to me whose thoughts are full of indices and surds?

I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.

I never thought of that before! It's my opinion that you never think at all.

If there's no meaning in it," said the King, "that saves a world of trouble, you know, as we needn't try to find any. And yet I don't know," he went on [...]; "I seem to see some meaning in them, after all.

Be sure the safest rule is that we should not dare to live in any scene in which we dare not die.