Who ARE You?" This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, I--I hardly know, sir, just at present-- at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.

Can you row?" the Sheep asked, handing her a pair of knitting-needles as she spoke. "Yes, a little--but not on land--and not with needles--" Alice was beginning to say.

Keep your temper, said the Caterpillar.

Child of the pure, unclouded brow and dreaming eyes of wonder.

I could tell you my adventures—beginning from this morning,” said Alice a little timidly; “but it’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.

‎You're not the same as you were before," he said. You were much more... muchier... you've lost your muchness.

I'm doubtful about the temper of your flamingo. Shall I try the experiment?