Quotes By Author: Lewis Carroll
“And never, never, dear madam, put ‘Wednesday’ simply as the date! That way madness lies!”
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“what is the use of a book,’ thought Alice, ‘without pictures or conversations?'”- Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland, Ch. 1”
“And ever, as the story drainedThe wells of fancy dry,And faintly strove that weary oneTo put the subject by,”The rest next time–” “It is next time!”The Happy voice cry.Thus grew the tale of Wonderland”
“One! two! and through and throughThe vorpal blade went snickersnack!He left it dead, and with its headHe went galumphing back.”
“Mad Hatter: Am I going mad?Alice: Yes, you’re mad, bonkers, off the top of your head…but…I’ll tell you a secret.All the best people are.”
“Creo que si, que has perdido la cabez, estás completamente loco. Pero te diré un secreto: las mejores personas lo están. (Sombrerero).”
“You’re thinking about something, and it makes you forget to talk.”
“I knew who I was this morning, but I’ve changed a few times since then.”
“Come, my child,” I said, trying to lead her away. “Wish good-bye to the poor hare, and come and look for blackberries.””Good-bye, poor hare!” Sylvie obediently repeated, looking over her shoulder at it as we turned away. And then, all in a moment, her self-command gave way. Pulling her hand out of mine, she ran back to where the dead hare was lying, and flung herself down at its side in such an agony of grief as I could hardly have believed possible in so young a child.”Oh, my darling, my darling!” she moaned, over and over again. “And God meant your life to be so beautiful!”
“Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and how she would keep, through all her riper years, the simple and loving heart of her childhood: and how she would gather about her other little children, and make their eyes bright and eager with many a strange tale, perhaps even with the dream of Wonderland of long ago: and how she would feel with all their simple sorrows, and find a pleasure in all their simple joys, remembering her own child-life, and the happy summer days.”
“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!”
“Speak in French when you can’t think of the English for a thing–turn your toes out when you walk—And remember who you are!”
“Take some more tea,” the March Hare said to Alice, very earnestly.”I’ve had nothing yet,” Alice replied in an offended tone, “so I can’t take more.””You mean you can’t take less,” said the Hatter: “it’s very easy to take more than nothing.””Nobody asked your opinion,” said Alice.”
“Curiouser and curiouser.”