One of the secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others.
Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end; then stop.
If you limit your actions in life to things that nobody can possibly find fault with, you will not do much.
Mad Hatter: "Have I gone Mad?"
Alice: "I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are."
Alice: "I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are."
When I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one!
My dear, here we must run as fast as we can, just to stay in place. And if you wish to go anywhere you must run twice as fast as that.
'It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards,' says the White Queen to Alice.
I'd give all the wealth that years have piled,
the slow result of life's decay,
To be once more a little child
for one bright summer day.
the slow result of life's decay,
To be once more a little child
for one bright summer day.
'And what is the use of a book,' thought Alice, 'without pictures or conversation?'
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.'
'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 everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does.
One of the deep secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others.
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be. And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?
'But I don't want to go among mad people,' said Alice.
'Oh you can't help that,' said the cat.
'We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
'How do you know I'm mad?' asked Alice.
'You must be,' said the cat, 'or you wouldn't have come.'
'Oh you can't help that,' said the cat.
'We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
'How do you know I'm mad?' asked Alice.
'You must be,' said the cat, 'or you wouldn't have come.'
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33You think the dead we loved ever truly leave us? You think we don’t recall them more clearly than ever in times of great trouble? Your father is alive in you, Harry, and shows himself plainly when you have need of him.
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If you dream something, it might happen. If you never dream it, it will never happen.