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For, You See, So Many Out-of-the-way Things Had Happened Lately, That Alice Had Begun To Think That Very Few Things Indeed Were Really Impossible.

I Think I Should Understand That Better, If I Had It Written Down: But I Can't Quite Follow It As You Say It.

I Mean, What Is An Un-birthday Present?" A Present Given When It Isn't Your Birthday, Of Course." Alice Considered A Little. "i Like Birthday Presents Best," She Said At Last. You Don't Know What You're Talking About!" Cried Humpty Dumpty. "how Many Days Are There In A Year?" Three Hundred And Sixty-five," Said Alice. And How Many Birthdays Have You?" One.

You're Thinking About Something, My Dear, And That Makes You Forget To Talk. I Can't Tell You Just Now What The Moral Of That Is, But I Shall Remember It In A Bit." "perhaps It Hasn't One," Alice Ventured To Remark. "tut, Tut, Child!" Said The Duchess. "everything's Got A Moral, If Only You Can Find It.

Have I Gone Mad? Im Afraid So, But Let Me Tell You Something, The Best People Usualy Are.