Best 149 of Alice in wonderland quotes - MyQuotes
...Is Wonderland really a wonder...when you have nowhere to land?
...although I wonder whether it wouldn't be more accurate to say, 'Once given, I can never be taken back.'" "That would imply we give our hearts away willingly, and I am not sure that is the case.
Running along the bank was a white rabbit wearing a waistcoat and looking worriedly at a clock. Appearing and disappearing at various points on both banks was a dark blue British police telephone booth, out of which a perplexed-looking man holding a screwdriver would periodically emerge. A group of dwarf bandits could be seen disappearing into a hole in the sky. "Time travelers," said Nobodaddy in a voice of gentle disgust. "They're everywhere these days.
As she said this, she came suddenly upon an open place, with a little house in it about four feet high. 'Whoever lives there,' thought Alice, 'it'll never do to come upon them this size: why, I should frighten them out of their wits!' So she began nibbling at the righthand bit again, did not venture to go near the house till she had brought herself down to nine inches high.
Oh my gosh, she'd cracked. Her mother was right. Too much Wonderland and sugar had finally rotter her brain.
Ihr könnt nicht alle regieren. Besser, ihr bringt eucht jetzt gleich gegenseitig um", empfiehlt die Katze meinen Freundinnen zum Abschied. Snow runzelt die Stirn. "Du hast wohl zu viel Game of Thrones geschaut." Glücklicherweise folgen mir jetzt alle, sodass wir endlich Abstand zwischen uns und die durchgeknallte Katze bringen. "Wer ich?", fragt die Grinsekatze. "Erster meines Namens, aus dem Hause Grin, Beschützer des Dunkelwaldes, Wächter über alle Thunfische, Vater von ...
Introverts are offered keys to private gardens full of riches. To possess sucha key is to tumble like Alice down her rabbit hole. She didn't choose to go to Wonderland - but she made of it an adventure that was fresh and fantastic and very much her own.
What’s wrong? Where’s Gavin?” Mabellio grabbed my shoulders as I tried to barge through the door. “He’s fine.” He paused. “Now.” “Oh my God,” I cried. “I want to see him.” Golar spoke in a calm, soothing tone. “You may, but understand he will need time to heal before he can journey anywhere. You both are welcome to stay, along with Oliver, of course, until he is able.” I nodded my head quickly. “Thank you.” I started to walk through the doorway but turned back towards Golar and Mabellio. “Do you know how or why he is even here? I am utterly confused. This is my dream. My nightmare. How is he a part of that?
You didn’t think you could escape us that easily, did you?” a deep menacing voice taunted in my ear. “I told you that you were the one I was looking for.
That is not said right,' said the Caterpillar. 'Not quite right, I'm afraid,' said Alice, timidly; some of the words have got altered.' 'It is wrong from beginning to end,' said the Caterpillar decidedly, and there was silence for some minutes.
I was the only person in the group wearing a pair of fluffy unicorn slippers.
Wonderland is very, very real. And nothing here is what you think it is.
There are three eternal beings in Wonderland. The Caterpillar - a powerful oracle, the legendary Bandersnatch, and the Eternity Rose. Wonderland Academy was built here, around the garden of the Eternity Rose, to protect this precious entity. The Eternity Rose guides Wonderland in the darkest times, but it has not worked since The Greatest of Disasters. The re-awakening of the Eternity Rose is said to be a harbinger of...
Progress in evil was quick and easy; Apollyon was not a chap who hid himself and he gave every assistance in his power. The growth in goodness was so slow, at times so flat, so dull, and like the White Queen one had to run so fast to stay where one was, let alone progress; and there were few men who dared to say they had found God. It was easy to be a clever sinner, for the race to an earthly visible goal was short to run, so impossibly hard to be a wise saint, with the goal set at so vast a distance from this world and clouded with such uncertainty.
Why any self-respecting fairy godmother would pass them over for an inane twit who relied on animals to do her housecleaning was beyond her.
You just go where your high-top sneakers sneak, and don't forget to use your head.
This is ridiculous! I am going to look like I just hopped out of the hooker version of Alice in Wonderland.
It's ridiculous to leave all the conversation to the pudding!
Hello, Alice," the caterpillar said, his voice deep and rich.
Alice: I didn't know that cheshire cats grinned. In fact, I didn't know that cats could grin. Duchess: They can, and most of 'em do.
Yes!" He says. "Fear is an excellent motivator. I find that it really brings out the true ingenuity of a creature.
I always thought they were fabulous monsters!" said the Unicorn. "Is it alive?" "It can talk," said Haigha, solemnly. The Unicorn looked dreamily at Alice, and said, "Talk, child." Alice could not help her lips curling up into a smile as she began: "Do you know, I always thought Unicorns were fabulous monsters, too! I never saw one alive before!" "Well, now that we have seen each other," said the Unicorn, "if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. Is that a bargain?
One to be a murderer, the other to be martyred, One to be a monarch, the other to go mad.
I fell into the water with a large splash and sunk like a stone. My feet guided the way as I drifted further into the murky depths. Down. Down. Down.
you see, a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad.
You hunt... Your fellow creatures?" I ask, still in disbelief. "Of course. A hunt is only as interesting as the prey is clever!
Wonderful. Mad at home and mad here. Was there nowhere that this Alice was truly sane?
I ground my teeth. "Just when I thought I was getting a handle on this whole Dark One/demon lord/imp thing, you go and throw knockers into the mix. I'm going to have to request that you stop, Adrian. I'm about at my limit of how many impossible things I can believe before breakfast." He flashed a heart-stoppingly roguish grin at me, his dimples just about bringing me to my knees. "Your middle name wouldn't be Alice, would it?" he asked. "No, it's Diane, and you're no White Rabbit, so let's just stop pretending we're in Wonderland, OK?" He laughed and pointed across the tiny square at our destination. I watched him for a moment, seeing a glimpse of the charming, charismatic man he must have been before the demon lord cursed him and leeched away all the softer emotions.
This is no dream, Novi. Everything you are experiencing is real and until you accept that, you will not be able to go home.” “Yeah, okay. Sure. Twin queens, talking otters, Autumn Fae, houses suspended in midair. Yep, totally real. Got it.
I gave in to the weight around me. I’d become the Lady of the Lake without Excalibur, the damsel in distress without the prince to save her, Dorothy without her slippers or Alice without her “drink me” potion. Fantastic dreams weaved into amazing tales of triumph over obstacles. I was not triumphant over anything. I was a coward.
The day I let all that fear and worry consume me was the day it all changed. I slipped off that bridge and fell into the void I’d always dreamt about. The thing was, that was also that day I started to live.
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
But which way do I go from here?” she wondered, searching the unfamiliar city. “That depends a great deal on where you want to go,
It his mind, they reminded him of ‘Tweedle Dee’ and ‘Tweedle Dum’, with an extra emphasise placed on the ‘Dum’!
Alice: “Bana hangi yoldan gitmem gerektiğini söyler misin?" Kedi: "Bu neyi istediğine ve neye ulaşmaya çalıştığına bağlı." Alice: "Şey, bilmem ki..." Kedi: "O zaman hangi yoldan gittiğin farketmez.
Oh, there's no use talking to him. He's perfectly idiotic!
I wish creatures wouldn't be so easily offended!", "You'll get used to it in time," said the Caterpillar; and it put the hookah into its mouth and began smoking again.
The journey home to Scotland had been long and arduous, but I had made it. I was home, well not technically, but certainly the place where my soul sang.
Cat," I whispered. "Are you mad?" "Yes. But we're all mad here.
If you think we're waxworks," he said, "you ought to pay, you know.Waxworks weren't made to be looked at for nothing. Nohow!" "Contrariwise," added the one marked 'DEE', "if you think we're alive, you ought to speak.
There were monsters in the night but there were monsters in the day too, and monsters inside people who smiled and showed you all their teeth like they were nice. There were monsters inside Alice, but they only had power if she gave it to them, and other things had power too, like the laughter of children enjoying a picnic together and like the love she had for this terrible, wonderful, imperfect man, this man who hid inside the body of a wolf because he thought that was where he belonged.
I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are.
How come "burbled" gets to be in the Oxford English Dictionary but "tulgy" doesn't? Hm?
For I do not believe God means us thus to divide life into half halves - to wear a grave face on Sunday, and to think it out-of-place to even so much as mention Him on a weekday. Do you think he cares to see only kneeling figures, and to hear only tones of prayer - and that He does not also love to see the lambs leaping in the sunlight, and to hear the merry voices of the children as they roll among the hay? Surely their innocent laughter is as sweet in His ears as the grandest anthem that ever rolled up from the 'dim religious light' of some solemn cathedral?
In Wonderland, the madder something is, the better it works," the Cheshire cat said. "Which is of course, why you fit in very well.
How long is forever? Sometimes just one second
But the nightmare was a strange comfort to me; in it, I found a sense of escape, and were it possible to go live in that nightmare, I would have, bizzare though that may sound.
We’re still in the U.S. if that helps,” the young man says. “But like I said, you’re not in Kansas anymore. You’re off the map, down the rabbit hole, and so far through the looking glass that going back… well, that probably won’t ever happen, Celestra.” - Jack Simple, FADE by Kailin Gow
Trust and faith have left you.” “He will help guide you back to them.” “Blessings to you on your journey.
I’m a weaver. I’m what is connecting this world to the world you come from. My purpose is to show you your choices.