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

Consider anything, only don’t cry!

Better say nothing at all. Language is worth a thousand pounds a word!

Anon, to sudden silence won, In fancy they pursue The dream-child moving through the land Of wonders wild and new, In friendly chat with bird or beast - And half believe it true.

She felt a little nervous about this; 'for it might end, you know,' said Alice to herself, 'in my going out altogether, like a candle. I wonder what I should be like then?' And she tried to fancy what the flame of a candle looks like after the candle is blown out, for she could not remember ever having seen such a thing.

'But I don't want to go among mad people,' said Alice. 'Oh, you can't help that,' said the cat. 'We're all mad here.'

You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret... All the best people are!