"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.
Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
Off with her head!
If you don't know where you are going, any road will take you there.
Curiouser and curiouser!
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.
One of the deep secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others.
You used to be much more..."muchier." You've lost your muchness.
Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle.
She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it).