I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is ‘Who in the world am I?’ Ah, that’s the great puzzle!
If it had grown up, it would have made a dreadfully ugly child; but it makes rather a handsome pig, I think. Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only knew how to begin.
If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does.
Begin at the beginning and go on till you come to the end: then stop.
It would be so nice if something made sense for a change.
You are old, Father William, your hair has become very white. And yet you incessantly stand on your head – do you think, at your age, it is right?
If you don’t know where you are going, any road will take you there.
The adventures first… explanations take such a dreadful time.
We are all mad here ( The Cat)