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!

Can you do Division? Divide a loaf by a knife - what's the answer to that?

Come, hearken then, ere voice of dread, with bitter tiding laden, shall summon to unwelcome bed a melancholy maiden! We are but older children, dear, who fret to find our bedtime near.

I'm very brave generally,' he went on in a low voice: 'only today I happen to have a headache.' (Tweedledum)

Where do you come from? And where are you going? Look up, speak nicely, and don't twiddle your fingers all the time.

With a sort of mental squint.

Yes, that's it! Said the Hatter with a sigh, it's always tea time.