"Second star on the right and straight down the rabbit hole"
She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it).
I can't go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.
If you shut your eyes and are a lucky one,
you may see at times a shapeless pool of lovely pale colours suspended in the darkness;
then if you squeeze your eyes tighter,
the pool begins to take shape,
and the colours become so vivid that with another squeeze they must go on fire.
Never is an awfully long time
Stars are beautiful,
but they may not take part in anything,
they just look on
forever.
You know that place
between sleep and awake,
that place where you still remember dreaming?
Who in the world am I?
Ah, that's the great puzzle.
When she thought it over afterwards
it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this,
but at the time
it all seemed quite natural.
Little Alice fell
d
o
w
n
the hole,
bumped her head
and bruised her soul.
