She Who Saves A Single Soul, Saves

Is Life Itself A Dream, I Wonder?

She Felt A Little Nervous About This; 'for It Might End, You Know,' Said Alice To Herself, 'in My Going Out Altogether, Like A Candle. I Wonder What I Should Be Like Then?' And She Tried To Fancy What The Flame Of A Candle Looks Like After The Candle Is Blown Out, For She Could Not Remember Ever Having Seen Such A Thing.

I'm Not Strange, Weird, Off, Nor Crazy, My Reality Is Just Different From Yours.

Charles Lutwidge Dodgson's Life In Space-time Colored His Liberated Life Of The Imagination.

I Have Had Prayers Answered - Most Strangely So Sometimes - But I Think Our Heavenly Father's Loving-kindness Has Been Even More Evident In What He Has Refused Me.