Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking-Glass (Modern Library Classics)

by Lewis Carroll

for, you see, as she couldn’t answer either question, it didn’t much matter which way she put it.

was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is, Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle!”

“I—I hardly know, sir, just at present—at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.”

“If everybody minded their own business,” the Duchess said in a hoarse growl, “the world would go round a deal faster than it does.”

“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?” “That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,” said the Cat. “I don’t much care where——” said Alice. “Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat. “——so long as I get somewhere,” Alice added as an explanation.

“Every thing’s got a moral, if only you can find it.”

‘Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.

“I could tell you my adventures—beginning from this morning,” said Alice a little timidly: “but it’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.”

“Begin at the beginning,” the King said gravely, “and go on till you come to the end; then stop.”

“We can talk,” said the Tiger-lily:1 “when there’s anybody worth talking to.”

“Now, here, you see, it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place.