T. L. G., p. 45: “‘Contrariwise,” continued Tweedledee, “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.”
S. B., p. 159: The Professor said: “The day is the same length
as anything that is the same length as it.”
S. B., p. 161: Bruno observed that, when the Other Professor lost
himself, he should shout: “He’d be sure to hear hisself, ‘cause he
couldn’t be far off.”
T. L. G., p. 71: “‘What a beautiful belt you’ve got on!’ Alice
suddenly remarked.... ‘At least,’ she corrected herself on second
thoughts, ‘a beautiful cravat, I should have said—no, a belt, I mean—I
beg your pardon!’ she added in dismay, for Humpty-Dumpty
looked thoroughly offended, and she began to wish she hadn’t chosen
that subject. ‘If only I knew,’ she thought to herself, ‘which was
neck and which was waist!’”
T. L. G., p. 79: “‘... Now if you had the two eyes on the same
side of the nose, for instance—or the mouth at the top—that would
be some help.’
“‘It wouldn’t look nice,’ Alice objected. But Humpty-Dumpty only
shut his eyes and said: ‘Wait till you’ve tried.’”
T. L. G., p. 72: “‘And if you take one from three hundred and
sixty-five, what remains?’
“‘Three hundred and sixty-four, of course.’
“Humpty-Dumpty looked doubtful. ‘I’d rather see that done on
paper,’ he said.”
T. L. G., p. 73: “‘When I used a word,’ Humpty-Dumpty said
in rather a scornful tone, ‘it means just what I choose it to mean—neither
more nor less.’
“‘The question is,’ said Alice, ‘whether you can make words mean
different things.’
“‘The question is,’ said Humpty-Dumpty, ‘which is to be master—that’s
all.’”
T. L. G., p. 100:
“But I was thinking of a plan
To dye one’s whiskers green,
And always use so large a fan
That they could not be seen.”
(Verse from White Knight’s song.)
T. L. G., p. 52-3: Tweedledee exclaimed: “‘... if he [the Red
King] left off dreaming about you [Alice], where do you suppose you’d
be?’
“‘Where I am now, of course,’ said Alice.
“‘Not you!’ Tweedledee retorted contemptuously. ‘You’d be
nowhere. Why, you’re only a sort of thing in his dream!’
“‘If that there King was to wake,’ added Tweedledum, ‘you’d
go out—bang!—just like a candle!’
“‘I shouldn’t!’ Alice exclaimed indignantly. ‘Besides, if I’m
only a sort of thing in his dream, what are you, I should like to know?’
“‘Ditto,’ said Tweedledum...; ‘you know very well you’re not
real.’
“‘I am real!’ said Alice, and began to cry.”
T. L. G., p. 97: “‘How can you go on talking so quietly, head
downwards?’ Alice asked, as she dragged him out by the feet, and
laid him in a heap on the bank.
“The Knight looked surprised at the question. ‘What does it
matter where my body happens to be?’ he said. ‘My mind goes
on working all the same. In fact, the more head downwards I am,
the more I keep inventing new things.’”
T. L. G., p. 98: “‘... Everybody that hears me sing—either it
brings the tears into their eyes, or else——’
“‘Or else what?’ said Alice, for the Knight had made a sudden
pause.
“‘Or else it doesn’t, you know.’”
T. L. G., pp. 98-9: “‘The name of the song is called “Haddocks’
Eyes.”’
“‘Oh, that’s the name of the song, is it?’ Alice said, trying to
feel interested.
“‘No, you don’t understand,’ the Knight said looking a little
vexed. ‘That’s what the name is called. The name really is “The
Aged Aged Man.”’
“‘Then I ought to have said “That’s what the song is called”?’
Alice corrected herself.
“‘No, you oughtn’t: that’s another thing. The song is called
“Ways and Means”: but that’s only what it’s called, you know!’
“‘Well, what is the song, then?’ said Alice, who was by this
time completely bewildered.
“‘I was coming to that,’ the Knight said. ‘The song really is
“A-sitting on a Gate”....’”
A. A. W., p. 70: “‘Then you should say what you mean,’ the
March Hare went on.
“‘I do,’ Alice hastily replied; ‘at least—at least I mean what
I say—that’s the same thing, you know.’
“‘Not the same thing a bit!’ said the Hatter. ‘Why, you might
just as well say that “I see what I eat” is the same thing as “I eat
what I see.”’
“‘You might just as well say,’ added the March Hare, ‘that “I
like what I get” is the same thing as “I get what I like”!’
“‘You might just as well say,’ added the Dormouse, which seemed
to be talking in its sleep, ‘that “I breathe when I sleep” is the same
as “I sleep when I breathe”!’
“‘It is the same thing with you,’ said the Hatter; and here the
conversation dropped,...”
A. A. W., p. 92: “‘I quite agree with you,’ said the Duchess,
‘and the moral of that is—“Be what you would seem to be”—or
if you’d like it put more simply—“Never imagine yourself not to be
otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were
or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would
have appeared to them to be otherwise.”’
“‘I think I should understand that better,’ Alice said very politely,
‘if I had it written down: but I can’t quite follow it as you say it.’
“‘That’s nothing to what I could say if I chose,’ the Duchess
replied, in a pleased tone.”
T. L. G., p. 105: “‘She’s in that state of mind,’ said the White
Queen, ‘that she wants to deny something—only she doesn’t know
what to deny.’
“‘A nasty, vicious temper,’ the White Queen remarked; and
then there was an uncomfortable silence for a minute or two.”
H. S., p. 3:
“Just the place for a Snark! I have said it twice:
That alone should encourage the crew.
Just the place for a Snark! I have said it thrice:
What I tell you three times is true.”
H. S., p. 50:
“’Tis the note of the Jubjub! Keep count. I entreat;
You will find I have told it you twice.
’Tis the song of the Jubjub! The proof is complete,
If only I’ve stated it thrice.”
T. L. G., p. 40: The Gnat had told Alice that the Bread-and-butterfly
lives on weak tea with cream in it; so:
“‘Supposing it couldn’t find any?’ she suggested.
“‘Then it would die, of course.’
“‘But that must happen very often,’ Alice remarked thoughtfully.
“‘It always happens,’ said the Gnat.”
T. L. G., p. 43: Tweedledum and Tweedledee were, in many respects,
indistinguishable, and Alice, walking along the road, noticed that
“whenever the road divided there were sure to be two finger-posts
pointing the same way, one marked ‘To Tweedledum’s House’
and the other ‘To the House of Tweedledee.’
“‘I do believe,’ said Alice at last, ‘that they live in the same
house!...’”
T. L. G., p. 87: “‘I always thought they [human children] were
fabulous monsters!’ said the Unicorn....
“‘Do you know [said Alice], I always thought Unicorns were
fabulous monsters, too! I never saw one alive before!’
“‘Well, now that we have seen each other,’ said the Unicorn,
‘if you’ll believe in me, I’ll believe in you. Is that a bargain?’”
T. L. G., pp. 80-1: “‘I see nobody on the road,’ said Alice.
“‘I only wish I had such eyes,’ the [White] King remarked in a
fretful tone. ‘To be able to see Nobody! And at that distance,
too! Why, it’s as much as I can do to see real people by this light!’”
A. A. W., p. 17: “And she [Alice] 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.”
A. A. W., p. 68: “... This time it [the Cheshire Cat] vanished
quite slowly, beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the
grin, which remained some time after the rest of it had gone.
“‘Well! I’ve often seen a cat without a grin,’ thought Alice;
‘but a grin without a cat! It’s the most curious thing I ever saw
in all my life!’”
A. A. W., p. 77: “... The Dormouse went on,...; ‘and they
drew all manner of things—everything that begins with an M.’
“‘Why with an M?’ said Alice.
“‘Why not?’ said the March Hare.
“Alice was silent.
“... [The Dormouse] went on: ‘—that begins with an M, such
as mouse-traps, and the moon, and memory, and muchness, you know
you say things are “much of a muchness”—did you ever see such
a thing as a drawing of a muchness?’
“‘Really, now you ask me,’ said Alice, very much confused, ‘I
don’t think——’
“‘Then you shouldn’t talk,’ said the Hatter.”
T. L. G., p. 93: “‘I was wondering what the mouse-trap [fastened
to the White Knight’s saddle] was for,’ said Alice. ‘It isn’t very
likely there would be any mice on the horse’s back.’
“‘Not very likely, perhaps,’ said the Knight, ‘but, if they do
come, I don’t choose to have them running all about.’
“‘You see,’ he went on after a pause, ‘it’s as well to be provided
for everything. That’s the reason the horse has all these anklets round
his feet.’
“‘But what are they for?’ Alice asked in a tone of great curiosity.
“‘To guard against the bites of sharks,’ the Knight replied.”
T. L. G., p. 106: “‘Can you do Subtraction? [said the Red Queen]
Take nine from eight.’
“‘Nine from eight I can’t, you know,’ Alice replied very readily
‘but—’
“‘She can’t do Substraction,’ said the White Queen.”
A. A. W., p. 56: [Said the Pigeon to Alice]: “‘... No, no!
You’re a serpent; and there’s no use denying it. I suppose you’ll
be telling me next that you never tasted an egg!’
“‘I have tasted eggs certainly,’ said Alice, who was a very truthful
child; ‘but little girls eat eggs quite as much as serpents do, you
know.’
“‘I don’t believe it,’ said the Pigeon; ‘but if they do, why then
they’re a kind of serpent, that’s all I can say.’
“This was such a new idea to Alice, that she was quite silent for
a minute or two, which gave the Pigeon the opportunity of adding,
‘You’re looking for eggs, I know that well enough; and what does it
matter to me whether you’re a little girl or a serpent?’
“‘It matters a good deal to me,’ said Alice hastily;...”
A. A. W., p. 75: “‘But why [asked Alice] did they live at the
bottom of a well?’
“‘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.’”
A. A. W., p. 74: The Hatter had told of his quarrel with Time,
and of Time’s refusal now to do anything he asked: “‘... It’s always
six o’clock now!’
“A bright idea came into Alice’s head. ‘Is that the reason so
many tea things are put out here?’ she asked.
“‘Yes, that’s it,’ said the Hatter, with a sigh: ‘it’s always tea
time, and we’ve no time to wash the things between whiles.’
“‘Then you keep moving round, I suppose?’ said Alice.
“‘Exactly so,’ said the Hatter: ‘as the things get used up.’
“‘But what happens when you come to the beginning again?’
Alice ventured to ask.
“‘Suppose we change the subject,’ the March Hare interrupted,
yawning. ‘I’m getting tired of this.’”
A. A. W., p. 99: “‘And how many hours a day did you do lessons?’
said Alice, in a hurry to change the subject.
“‘Ten hours the first day,’ said the Mock Turtle, ‘nine the next,
and so on.’
“‘What a curious plan!’ exclaimed Alice.
“‘That’s the reason they’re called lessons,’ the Gryphon remarked,
‘because they lessen from day to day.’
“This was quite a new idea to Alice, and she thought it over a
little before she made her next remark. ‘Then the eleventh day
must have been a holiday.’
“‘Of course it was,’ said the Mock Turtle.
“‘And how did you manage on the twelfth?’ Alice went on
eagerly.
“‘That’s enough about lessons,’ the Gryphon interrupted in a
very decided tone....”
A. A. W., p. 71: “‘Two days wrong!’ sighed the Hatter. ‘I
told you butter wouldn’t suit the works!’ he added, looking angrily
at the March Hare.
“‘It was the best butter,’ the March Hare meekly replied.
“‘Yes, but some crumbs must have got in as well,’ the Hatter
grumbled; ‘you shouldn’t have put it in with the bread-knife.’
“The March Hare took the watch and looked at it gloomily: then
he dipped it into his cup of tea, and looked at it again: but he could
think of nothing better to say than his first remark, ‘It was the best
butter, you know.’”
A. A. W., pp. 119-23: “... ‘Consider your verdict,’ he [the
King] said to the jury, in a low trembling voice.
“‘There’s more evidence to come yet, please your Majesty,’ said
the White Rabbit, jumping up in a great hurry: ‘this paper has just
been picked up.’
“‘What’s in it?’ said the Queen.
“‘I haven’t opened it yet,’ said the White Rabbit, ‘but it seems
to be a letter written by the prisoner to—to somebody.’
“‘It must have been that,’ said the King, ‘unless it was written
to nobody, which isn’t usual, you know.’
“‘Who is it directed to?’ said one of the jurymen.
“‘It isn’t directed at all,’ said the White Rabbit, ‘in fact there’s
nothing written on the outside.’ He unfolded the paper as he spoke,
and added, ‘It isn’t a letter, after all: it’s a set of verses.’
“‘Are they in the prisoner’s handwriting?’ asked another of the
jurymen.
“‘No they’re not,’ said the White Rabbit, ‘and that’s the queerest
thing about it.’ (The jury all looked puzzled).
“‘He must have imitated somebody else’s hand,’ said the King.
(The jury brightened up again.)
“‘Please your Majesty,’ said the Knave, ‘I didn’t write it, and they
can’t prove that I did: there’s no name signed at the end.’
“‘If you didn’t sign it, said the King, that only makes the matter
worse. You must have meant some mischief, or else you’d have
signed your name like an honest man.’
“There was a general clapping of hands at this: it was the first
really clever thing the King had said that day.
“‘That proves his guilt, of course,’ said the Queen, ‘so, off
with——’
“‘It doesn’t prove anything of the sort!’ said Alice. ‘Why, you
don’t even know what they’re about!’
“‘Read them,’ said the King.
“The White Rabbit put on his spectacles. ‘Where shall I begin,
please your Majesty?’ he asked.
“‘Begin at the beginning,’ the King said very gravely, ‘and go
on till you come to the end: then stop.’
“There was dead silence in the court, whilst the White Rabbit
read out these verses:
“‘They told me you had been to her,
And mentioned me to him;
She gave me a good character,
But said I could not swim.
He sent them word I had not gone
(We know it to be true):
If she should push the matter on,
What would become of you?
I gave her one, they gave him two,
You gave us three or more;
They all returned from him to you,
Though they were mine before.
If I or she should chance to be
Involved in this affair,
He trusts to you to set them free
Exactly as they were.
My notion was that you had been
(Before she had this fit)
An obstacle that came between
Him, and ourselves, and it.
Don’t let him know she liked them best,
For this must ever be
A secret kept from all the rest,
Between yourself and me.’
“‘That’s the most important piece of evidence we’ve heard yet,’
said the King, rubbing his hands, ‘so now let the jury——’
“‘If any one of them can explain it,’ said Alice (she had grown
so large in the last few minutes that she wasn’t a bit afraid of interrupting
him), ‘I’ll give him sixpence. I don’t believe there’s an atom
of meaning in it.’
“The jury all wrote down on their slates, ‘She doesn’t believe
there’s an atom of meaning in it,’ but none of them attempted to
explain the paper.
“‘If there’s no meaning in it,’ said the King, ‘that saves a world
of trouble, you know, as we needn’t try to find any. And yet I don’t
know,’ he went on, spreading out the verses on his knee and looking at
them with one eye; ‘I seem to see some meaning in them after all.
“— said I could not swim”; you can’t swim, can you?’ he added,
turning to the Knave.
“The Knave shook his head sadly. ‘Do I look like it?’ he said.
(Which he certainly did not, being made entirely of cardboard.)
“‘All right, so far,’ said the King; and he went on muttering
over the verses to himself: ‘‘We know it to be true’—that’s the jury,
of course—‘If she should push the matter on’—that must be the
Queen—‘What would become of you?’ What indeed!—‘I gave her
one, they gave him two!’ why, that must be what he did with the tarts,
you know——’
“‘But it goes on, ‘They all returned from him to you,’’ said Alice.
“‘Why, there they are!’ said the King, triumphantly pointing
to the tarts on the table. ‘Nothing can be clearer than that. Then
again—‘Before she had this fit’—you never had fits, my dear, I think?’
he said to the Queen.
“‘Never!’ said the Queen furiously, throwing an inkstand at the
Lizard as she spoke. (The unfortunate little Bill had left off writing
on his slate with one finger, as he found it made no mark; but he
now hastily began again, using the ink that was trickling down his
face, as long as it lasted.)
“‘Then the words don’t fit you,’ said the King, looking round the
court with a smile. There was a dead silence.
“‘It’s a pun!’ the King added in an angry tone, and everybody
laughed.
“‘Let the jury consider their verdict,’ the King said, for about
the twentieth time that day.
“‘No, no!’ said the Queen. ‘Sentence first—verdict afterwards.’
“‘Stuff and nonsense!’ said Alice loudly. ‘The idea of having
the sentence first!’
“‘Hold your tongue!’ said the Queen, turning purple....”
T. L. G., p. 61: “Alice laughed. ‘There’s no use trying,’ she
said: ‘one can’t believe impossible things.’
“‘I daresay you haven’t had much practice,’ said the [White]
Queen. ‘When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a
day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things
before breakfast.’”
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