You Shouldn't Make Jokes If

Now, Here, You See, It Takes All The Running You Can Do, To Keep In The Same Place. If You Want To Get Somewhere Else, You Must Run At Least Twice As Fast As That!

If You Don't Know Where You're Going Any Road Will Do

Contrariwise, If It Was So, It Might Be; And If It Were So, It Would Be; But As It Isn't, It Ain't. That's Logic.

Whenever The Horse Stopped (which It Did Very Often), He Fell Off In Front; And, Whenever It Went On Again (which It Generally Did Rather Suddenly), He Fell Off Behind. Otherwise He Kept On Pretty Well, Except That He Had A Habit Of Now And Then Falling Off Sideways; And, As He Generally Did This On The Side On Which Alice Was Walking, She Soon Found That It Was The Best Plan Not To Walk Quite Close To The Horse.

Cheshire Cat: If I Were Looking For A White Rabbit, I'd Ask The Mad Hatter. Alice: The Mad Hatter? Oh, No No No... Cheshire Cat: Or, You Could Ask The March Hare, In That Direction. Alice: Oh, Thank You. I Think I'll See Him... Cheshire Cat: Of Course, He's Mad, Too. Alice: But I Don't Want To Go Among Mad People. Cheshire Cat: Oh, You Can't Help That. Most Everyone's Mad Here. [laughs Maniacally; Starts To Disappear] Cheshire Cat: You May Have Noticed That I'm Not All There Myself.