'When I use a word,' Humpty Dumpty said in rather a scornful tone, 'it means just what I choose it to mean - neither more nor less.'

I don't believe there's an atom of meaning in it.

Where should I go?" -Alice. "That depends on where you want to end up." - The Cheshire Cat.

They've a temper, some of them - particularly verbs, they're the proudest - adjectives you can do anything with, but not verbs.

I mean, what is an un-birthday present?" A present given when it isn't your birthday, of course." Alice considered a little. "I like birthday presents best," she said at last. You don't know what you're talking about!" cried Humpty Dumpty. "How many days are there in a year?" Three hundred and sixty-five," said Alice. And how many birthdays have you?" One.

The hurrier I go, the behinder I get.

My beloved friend - one of the most unique and charming personalities of our time.