But I Was Thinking Of A Way

"well, It's No Use Your Talking About Waking Him," Said Tweedledum, "when You're Only One Of The Things In His Dream. You Know Very Well You're Not Real."

"she Can't Do Subtraction." Said The White Queen. "can You Do Division? Divide A Loaf By A Knife-what's The Answer To That?" "i Suppose-" Alice Was Beginning, But The Red Queen Answered For Her. "bread-and-butter, Of Course."

If Doubtful Whether To End With "yours Faithfully," Or "yours Truly," Or "yours Most Truly," &c. (there Are At Least A Dozen Varieties, Before You Reach "yours Affectionately"), Refer To Your Correspondent's Last Letter, And Make Your Winding-up At Least As Friendly As His: In Fact, Even If A Shade More Friendly, It Will Do No Harm!

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.

Sometimes I've Believed As Many As Six Impossible Things Before Breakfast.