The Queen Of Hearts, She

First, I Hate All Theological Controversy: It Is Wearing To The Temper, And Is I Believe (at All Events When Viva Voce) Worse Than Useless.

If You Do Not Know Where You Want To Go, It Doesn't Matter Which Path You Take.

Alice: I Simply Must Get Through! Doorknob: Sorry, You're Much Too Big. Simply Impassible. Alice: You Mean Impossible? Doorknob: No, Impassible. Nothing's Impossible.

Twas Brillig, And The Slithy Toves Did Gyre And Gimble In The Wabe: All Mimsy Were The Borogoves, And The Mome Raths Outgrabe.

Why Is A Raven Like A Writing Desk?