The master was an old Turtle--we used to call him Tortoise--'Why did you call him Tortoise, if he wasn't one?' Alice asked.We called him Tortoise because he taught us,' said the Mock Turtle angrily; '...
Pero no quiero andar entre locos, protestó Alicia. Oh, no puedes evitarlo, dijo el Gato: todos estamos locos por aquí. Yo estoy loco. Tú estás loca.
Keep your temper, said the Caterpillar.
It’s a miserable story! said Bruno. It begins miserably, and it ends miserablier. I think I shall cry. Sylvie, please lend me your handkerchief.I haven’t got it with me, Sylvie whispered.Then I won’t...
It's always tea-time.
I've had nothing yet,'Alice repilied in an offended tone, 'so I can't takr more.''You mean you can't take less.' said the Hatter: ' it's very easy to take more than nothing.
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.
How cheerfully he seems to grin, How neatly spread his claws, And welcome little fishes in With gently smiling jaws!
Come back! the Caterpillar called after her. I've something important to say.This sounded promising, certainly. Alice turned and came back again.Keep your temper, said the Caterpillar.
Anon, to sudden silence won, In fancy they pursueThe dream-child moving through the landOf wonders wild and new,In friendly chat with bird or beast - And half believe it true.
And if you take one from three hundred and sixty-five what remains? Three hundred and sixty-four, of course. Humpty Dumpty looked doubtful, I'd rather see that done on paper, he said.
And here Alice began to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, 'Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?' and sometimes, 'Do bats eat cats?' for, you see, as she couldn'...
All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are plied, While little hands make vain pretence Our wanderings to guide. Ah, cruel Three! In...
All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are plied, While little hands make vain pretence Our wanderings to guide.
Alicia, y continuó. ¿Me dirías, por favor, qué camino debería tomar desde aquí? Eso depende en gran parte de a dónde quieres ir, dijo el Gato. No importa mucho dónde—, dijo...
Alice: Where Should I go? Cheshire Cat: That depends, where do you want to end up?
Alice kept her eyes anxiously fixed on it, for she felt sure she would catch a bad cold if she did not get dry very soon.'Ahem!' said the Mouse with an important air, 'are you all ready? This is the d...
Alice had got so much into the way of expecting nothing but out-of-the-way things to happen, that it seemed quite dull and stupid for life to go on in the common way.
Alice had begun with 'Let's pretend we're kings and queens;' and her sister, who liked being exact, had argued that they couldn't, because there were only two of them, and Alice hand been reduced at l...
Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible.