Quotes About Fantasy

And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.

Down the Rabbit-Hole

Then fill up the glasses as quick as you can, And sprinkle the table with buttons and bran: Put cats in the coffee, and mice in the tea— And welcome Queen Alice with thirty-times-three!

Wonderland, though

Am I addressing the White Queen?' 'Well, yes, if you call that a-dressing

She stretched herself up on tiptoe and peeped over the edge and her eyes immediately met those of a large blue caterpillar, that was sitting on the top, with its arms folded, quietly smoking a long hookah and taking not the smallest notice of her or of anything else.

To be sure, this is what generally happens when one eats cake; but Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way.

It's all in your head, Alice.

A Mad Tea-Party

so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible.

You know very well you're not real.

said the Gryphon, half to itself, half to Alice.

No hay quien crea lo que es imposible. -A mi juicio es que te falta el hábito -dijo la Reina-. Cuando yo tenía tu edad, lo practicaba siempre media hora diaria. A veces, llegué incluso a creer en seis cosas imposibles antes del desayuno.

Children yet, the tale to hear, Eager eye and willing ear, Lovingly shall nestle near. In a Wonderland they lie, Dreaming as the days go by, Dreaming as the summers die: Ever drifting down the stream— Lingering in the golden gleam— Life, what is it but a dream?

or conversation?' So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit

First, she dreamed of little Alice herself, and once again the tiny hands were clasped upon her knee, and the bright eager eyes were looking up into hers--she could hear the very tones of her voice, and see that queer little toss of her head to keep back the wandering hair that would always get into her eyes--and still as she listened, or seemed to listen, the whole place around her became alive the strange creatures of her little sister's dream.

I look for butterflies That sleep among the wheat: I make them into mutton-pies, And sell them in the street. I sell them unto men." ; "But I was thinking of a way To feed oneself on batter, And so go on from day to day Getting a little fatter." ; "In a Wonderland they lie, Dreaming as the days go by, Dreaming as the summers die: Ever drifting down the stream— Lingering in the golden gleam— Life, what is it but a dream?

Look on the branch above your head,' said the Gnat, 'and there you'll find a snap-dragon-fly. Its body is made of plum-pudding, its wings of holly-leaves, and its head is a raisin burning in brandy.

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?

Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

CHAPTER 1. Down the Rabbit-Hole CHAPTER 2. The Pool of Tears CHAPTER 3. A Caucus-Race and a Long Tale CHAPTER 4. The Rabbit Sends in a Little Bill CHAPTER 5. Advice from a Caterpillar CHAPTER 6. Pig and Pepper CHAPTER 7. A Mad Tea-Party CHAPTER 8. The Queen's Croquet-Ground CHAPTER 9. The Mock Turtle's Story CHAPTER 10. The Lobster-Quadrille CHAPTER 11. Who Stole the Tarts? CHAPTER 12. Alice's Evidence ABOUT THE AUTHOR

generally happens when one eats cake; but Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way.

It's no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. We're all mad here!

First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she