One of the secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others.Selflessness0
I'm not crazy - my reality is just different from yours.0
Always speak the truth, think before you speak, and write it down afterwards.Writing, Talking0
If you limit your actions in life to things that nobody can possibly find fault with, you will not do much.Self-Confidence0
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.'
You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.Books0
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!Fairytales0
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.Life, Work0
'It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards,' says the White Queen to Alice.Memory0
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.
'And what is the use of a book,' thought Alice, 'without pictures or conversation?'Books0
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 everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does.0
'I don't think...'
'Then you shouldn't talk', said the Hatter.
One of the deep secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others.Friendship, Selflessness0
I can't go back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.Past0
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?0
'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.'