Would You Tell Me, Please,

She Was A Little Startled By Seeing The Cheshire Cat Sitting On A Bough Of A Tree A Few Yards Off. The Cat Only Grinned When It Saw Alice.

She Tried To Fancy What The Flame Of A Candle Is Like After The Candle Is Blown Out, For She Could Not Remember Ever Having Seen Such A Thing.

I Have Had Prayers Answered - Most Strangely So Sometimes - But I Think Our Heavenly Father's Loving-kindness Has Been Even More Evident In What He Has Refused Me.

Be Sure The Safest Rule Is That We Should Not Dare To Live In Any Scene In Which We Dare Not Die. But, Once Realise What The True Object Is In Life — That It Is Not Pleasure, Not Knowledge, Not Even Fame Itself, 'that Last Infirmity Of Noble Minds' — But That It Is The Development Of Character, The Rising To A Higher, Nobler, Purer Standard, The Building-up Of The Perfect Man — And Then, So Long As We Feel That This Is Going On, And Will (we Trust) Go On For Evermore, Death Has For Us No Terror; It Is Not A Shadow, But A Light; Not An End, But A Beginning!

I Have Proved By Actual Trial That A Letter, That Takes An Hour To Write, Takes Only About 3 Minutes To Read!