It Would Be So Nice If Something

The Further Off From England The Nearer Is To France- Then Turn Not Pale, Beloved Snail, But Come And Join The Dance.

It Is Always Allowable To Ask For Artichoke Jelly With Your Boiled Venison; However There Are Houses Where This Is Not Supplied.

Alice! A Childish Story Take, And With A Gentle Hand, Lay It Where Childhood's Dreams Are Twined In Memory's Mystic Band, Like Pilgrim's Withered Wreath Of Flowers Plucked In Far-off Land.

To Me It Seems That To Give Happiness Is A Far Nobler Goal That To Attain It: And That What We Exist For Is Much More A Matter Of Relations To Others Than A Matter Of Individual Progress: Much More A Matter Of Helping Others To Heaven Than Of Getting There Ourselves.

She [alice] Went On "and How Do You Know That You're Mad?" "to Begin With," Said The Cat, "a Dog's Not Mad. You Grant That?" "i Suppose So," Said Alice. "well, Then," The Cat Went On, "you See, A Dog Growls When It's Angry, And Wags It's Tail When It's Pleased. Now I Growl When I'm Pleased, And Wag My Tail When I'm Angry. Therefore I'm Mad."