Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and how she would keep, through all her riper years, the simple and loving heart of her childhood: and how she would gather about her other little children, and make their eyes bright and eager with many a strange tale, perhaps even with the dream of Wonderland of long ago: and how she would feel with all their simple sorrows, and find a pleasure in all their simple joys, remembering her own child-life, and the happy summer days.

You would have to be half-mad to dream me up.

Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?

'And how, who am I? I will remember, if I can! I'm determined to do it!' But being determined didn't help much.

Charles Lutwidge Dodgson's life in space-time colored his liberated life of the imagination.

And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be?

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