Oh, 'tis love, 'tis love that makes the world go round.

Which way you ought to go depends on where you want to get to.

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

All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are plied, While little hands make vain pretence Our wanderings to guide.

Speak English!' said the Eaglet. 'I don't know the meaning of half those long words, and I don't believe you do either!

There's no use in comparing one's feelings between one day and the next; you must allow a reasonable interval, for the direction of change to show itself.

'What's the use of their having names the Gnat said, 'if they won't answer to them?' 'No use to them,' said Alice; 'but it's useful to the people who name them, I suppose. If not, why do things have names at all?' 'I can't say,' the Gnat replied.