Curiouser and curiouser!
It would be so nice if something made sense for a change.
Well, when one's lost, I suppose it's good advice to stay where you are until someone finds you. But-but who'd ever think to look for me here?
When I get home, I shall write a book about this place. If I...If I ever do get home.
[while falling down the rabbit hole, Alice's skirt poofs up like a parachute, slowing her fall to a float] Well! After this, I shall think nothing of fall- [her apron suddenly drifts up and covers her mouth; she smoothes it back down] Of falling down stairs.
Alice. Will you kindly pay attention to your history lesson?
I'm sorry, but how can one possibly pay attention to a book with no pictures in it?
My dear child, there are a great many good books in this world without pictures.
In this world, perhaps, but in my world, the books would be nothing but pictures.
[to her cat] That's it, Dinah. If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrariwise, what it is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be it would. You see?
In my world, you wouldn't say "meow." You'd say, "Yes, Miss Alice."
Oh, but you would. You'd be just like people, Dinah. And all the other animals too.
Now this is curious. What could a rabbit possibly be late for? [running after him] Please, sir!