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

"She can't do Subtraction." said the White Queen. "Can you do Division? Divide a loaf by a knife-what's the answer to that?" "I suppose-" Alice was beginning, but the Red Queen answered for her. "Bread-and-butter, of course."

Take care of the sense and the sounds will take care of themselves.

But then, shall I never get any older than I am now? That'll be a comfort, one way -- never to be an old woman -- but then -- always to have lessons to learn!

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

Come, hearken then, ere voice of dread, with bitter tiding laden, shall summon to unwelcome bed a melancholy maiden! We are but older children, dear, who fret to find our bedtime near.

It's too late to correct it: when you've once said a thing, that fixes it, and you must take the consequences.