So She Was Considering In

The Vast Unfathomable Sea Is But A Notion-unto Me.

Alice Came To A Fork In The Road. 'which Road Do I Take?' She Asked. 'where Do You Want To Go?' Responded The Cheshire Cat. 'i Don't Know,' Alice Answered. 'then,' Said The Cat, 'it Doesn't Matter.

Keep Your Temper, Said The Caterpillar.

I'm Getting Rather Hoarse, I Fear, After So Much Reciting: So, If You Don't Object, My Dear, We'll Try A Glass Of Bitter Beer - I Think It Looks Inviting.

I Said You Looked Like An Egg, Sir. And Some Eggs Are Very Pretty, You Know.