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!

If you drink much from a bottle marked 'poison' it is certain to disagree with you sooner or later.

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

You used to be much more..."muchier." You've lost your muchness.

For the snark was a boojum, you see.

People who don't think shouldn't talk.