Through the Looking-Glass

by Lewis Carroll

The King was saying, “I assure, you my dear, I turned cold to the very ends of my whiskers!” To which the Queen replied, “You haven’t got any whiskers.”

“You may call it ‘nonsense’ if you like,” she said, “but I’ve heard nonsense, compared with which that would be as sensible as a dictionary!”

“Speak in French when you can’t think of the English for a thing—turn out your toes as you walk—and remember who you are!”