What I Tell You Three

Be Who You Are, Said The Duchess To Alice, Or, If You Would Like It Put More Simply, Never Try To Be What You Might Have Been Or Could Have Been Other Than What You Should Have Been.

When I’m A Duchess,” She Said To Herself (not In A Very Hopeful Tone Though), “i Won’t Have Any Pepper In My Kitchen At All. Soup Does Very Well Without. Maybe It’s Always Pepper That Makes People Hot-tempered,” She Went On, Very Much Pleased At Having Found Out A New Kind Of Rule, “and Vinegar That Makes Them Sour—and Camomile That Makes Them Bitter—and—and Barley-sugar And Such Things That Make Children Sweet-tempered. I Only Wish People Knew That; Then They Wouldn’t Be So Stingy About It, You Know—

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

First, I Hate All Theological Controversy: It Is Wearing To The Temper, And Is I Believe (at All Events When Viva Voce) Worse Than Useless.

"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."