This piece of rudeness was more than Alice could bear: she got up in great disgust, and walked off; the Dormouse fell asleep instantly, and neither of the others took the least notice of her going, though she looked back once or twice, half hoping that they would call after her: the last time she saw them, they were trying to put the Dormouse into the teapot. At any rate I'll never go THERE again!' said Alice as she picked her way through the wood. "It's the stupidest tea-party I ever was at in all my life!

A minute goes by so fearfully quick. You might as well try to stop a Bandersnatch!

Here is a golden Rule.... Write legibly. The average temper of the human race would be perceptibly sweetened, if everybody obeyedthis Rule!

It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards.

The rule is, jam tomorrow and jam yesterday - but never jam today.

Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideas - only I don't exactly know what they are!

She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it).