Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it.

The chief difficulty Alice found at first was in managing her flamingo.

You are old Father William,' the young man said, 'and your hair has become very white; and yet you incessantly stand on your head-do you think, at your age, it is right?

Contrariwise, if it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn't, it ain't. That's logic.

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

Alice came to a fork in the road. 'Which road do I take?' she asked. 'Where do you want to go?' responded the Cheshire Cat. 'I don't know,' Alice answered. 'Then,' said the Cat, 'it doesn't matter.

If you drink much from a bottle marked 'poison' it is certain to disagree with you sooner or later.