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The Master Was An Old Turtle--we Used To Call Him Tortoise--' Why Did You Call Him Tortoise, If He Wasn't One?' Alice Asked. We Called Him Tortoise Because He Taught Us,' Said The Mock Turtle Angrily; 'really You Are Very Dull!' You Ought To Be Ashamed Of Yourself For Asking Such A Simple Question,' Added The Gryphon; And Then They Both Sat Silent And Looked At Poor Alice, Who Felt Ready To Sink Into The Earth.

If You’ll Believe In Me, I’ll Believe In You.

I'm Very Much Afraid I Didn't Mean Anything But Nonsense. Still, You Know, Words Mean More Than We Mean To Express When We Use Them; So A Whole Book Ought To Mean A Great Deal More Than The Writer Means. So, Whatever Good Meanings Are In The Book, I'm Glad To Accept As The Meaning Of The Book.

For First You Write A Sentence, And Then You Chop It Small; Then Mix The Bits And Sort Them Out Just As They Chance To Fall: The Order Of The Phrases Makes No Difference At All.

It Is A Very Inconvenient Habit Of Kittens (alice Had Once Made The Remark) That, Whatever You Say To Them, They Always Purr: "if They Would Only Purr For 'yes,' And Mew For 'no,; Or Any Rule Of That Sort," She Had Said, "so That One Could Keep Up A Conversation! But How Can You Talk With A Person If They Always Say The Same Thing?