If it doesn't sweat, jiggle, or pant, it's not alive.
Life is like Alice's White Rabbit. He runs away and does not grab anything, but this is not important: what matters is to keep on pursuing him.
When I said it aloud, it sounded terribly creepy, which is why I had said it aloud.
Must a name mean something?" Alice asked doubtfully.Of course it must," Humpty Dumpty said with a short laugh; "my name means the shape I am - and a good handsome shape it is, too. With a name like yo...
If you jotted down all of my ill-thought out comments, you could write a book entitled, Guide to Getting Punched in the Throat for Boneheads-Mad Hatter in "Death of the Mad Hatter" (Coming Soon!)
We're all vulnerable. Mix the wrong feelings together, the right kind of bad with the wrong kind of good, and you'll wind up with a total breakdown.