You May Choose to Look the Other Way but You Can Never Again Say That You Did Not Know

Ever drifting downwards the stream — Lingering in the gold gleam — Life, what is it but a dream?

In some other moment Alice was through the glass, and had jumped lightly down into the Looking-drinking glass room...

Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Institute There (1871) is a children's novel by Lewis Carroll (Charles Lutwidge Dodgson), similar to his novel, Alice'southward Adventures in Wonderland .

Chapter i: Looking-Drinking glass house [edit]

'Twas brillig and the slithy toves,
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Beware the Jabberwock, my son,
the jaws that bite and claws that scratch...

• One matter was certain, that the white kitten had had null to do with it: — it was the blackness kitten's mistake entirely. For the white kitten had been having its confront washed by the old cat for the terminal quarter of an hour (and bearing it pretty well, considering); then y'all see that it couldn't have had whatsoever manus in the mischief.

• "Do you lot hear the snow against the window-panes, Kitty? How squeamish and soft it sounds! Just as if some one was kissing the window all over outside. I wonder if the snowfall loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them then gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and possibly it says, "Get to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again." And when they wake up in the summer, Kitty, they wearing apparel themselves all in light-green, and dance well-nigh — whenever the wind blows — oh, that'southward very pretty!" cried Alice, dropping the brawl of worsted to clap her easily. "And I do so wish it was truthful! I'm sure the forest look sleepy in the fall, when the leaves are getting dark-brown."

• In another moment Alice was through the glass, and had jumped lightly down into the Looking-drinking glass room. The very first thing she did was to wait whether in that location was a fire in the fireplace, and she was quite pleased to notice that in that location was a real one, blazing away every bit brightly as the one she had left behind. "So I shall be as warm here as I was in the onetime room," thought Alice: "warmer, in fact, considering in that location'll be no i here to scold me abroad from the burn down. Oh, what fun it'll exist, when they see me through the drinking glass in hither, and can't become at me!"

• "The horror of that moment," the King went on, "I shall never never forget!"
  "You will, though," the Queen said, "if you don't make a memorandum of it."
  • White King and Queen

• Twas brillig and the slithy toves,
  Did ringlet and gimble in the wabe;
  All mimsy were the borogoves,
  And the mome raths outgrabe.

  "Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
  The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
  Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
  The frumious Bandersnatch!"

  • From Jabberwocky, st. 1, outset shown in mirror writing this is widely considered to be one of the greatest nonsense poems ever written, and has played an inspirational role in many subsequently works by other authors, including "Mimsy Were The Borogoves" (1943) by Lewis Padgett, and the film which was a very loose accommodation of that story, The Terminal Mimzy (2007).

• He chortled in his joy.
  • From Jabberwocky, st. 6

• 'It seems very pretty,' she said when she had finished it, 'just it'southward rather hard to empathise!' (Yous see she didn't like to confess, even to herself, that she couldn't arrive out at all.) "Somehow information technology seems to fill up my head with ideas — merely I don't exactly know what they are!"

Chapter 2: The Garden of Live Flowers [edit]

• "O Tiger-lily," said Alice, addressing herself to one that was waving gracefully about in the wind, "I wish you could talk!"
  "We can talk," said the Tiger-lily: "when there's everyone worth talking to."

• "Never mind!" Alice said in a soothing tone, and stooping down to the daisies, who were only beginning over again, she whispered, "If you lot don't concord your tongues, I'll pick y'all!"
  In that location was silence in a moment, and several of the pink daisies turned white.

• "How is it you tin can all talk and then nicely?" Alice said, hoping to get it into a better temper by a compliment. "I've been in many gardens earlier, merely none of the flowers could talk."
  "Put your hand down, and experience the ground," said the Tiger-lily. "Then y'all'll know why."
  Alice did so. "It's very difficult," she said, "but I don't encounter what that has to do with it."
  "In most gardens," the Tiger-lily said, "they make the beds too soft—so that the flowers are always comatose."

• The Reddish Queen shook her caput, "You may call it nonsense if yous like," she said, "merely I've heard nonsense, compared with which that would exist every bit sensible every bit a lexicon!"

• Alice looked round her in peachy surprise. "Why, I do believe nosotros've been under this tree the whole fourth dimension! Everything'south simply as information technology was!"
  "Of course information technology is," said the Queen, "what would y'all have information technology?"
  "Well, in our country," said Alice, still panting a little, "you'd generally get to somewhere else—if y'all ran very fast for a long time, as we've been doing."
  "A slow sort of country!" said the Queen, "Now, hither, you see, information technology takes all the running yous tin practice, to go on in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, y'all must run at least twice equally fast as that!"
  • This is the etymon of The Ruby-red Queen Hypothesis which refers to a phenomenon in evolutionary biology

• Speak in French when you can't think of the English language for a thing—turn out your toes when you walk—and recall who you are![1]

Affiliate three: Looking-Glass Insects [edit]

• "What sort of insects do y'all rejoice in, where you come up from?" the Gnat inquired.
  "I don't rejoice in insects at all," Alice explained, "because I'thou rather afraid of them—at to the lowest degree the large kinds. Simply I can tell you lot the names of some of them."
  "Of course they respond to their names?" the Gnat remarked carelessly.
  "I never knew them to do information technology."
  "What'southward the apply of their having names," the Gnat said, "if they won't answer to them?"
  "No use to them," said Alice; "only it's useful to the people who name them, I suppose. If non, why practice things accept names at all?"

Chapter 4: Tweedledum And Tweedledee [edit]

If it was and so, it might be; and if information technology were so, it would be; but every bit it isn't, information technology ain't. That'south logic.

"The time has come", the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes — and ships — and sealing wax —
Of cabbages —and Kings —

• "Contrariwise," continued Tweedledee, "if it was so, it might be; and if it were so, information technology would be; but as it isn't, it ain't. That'due south logic."

He'south dreaming now... and what do you think he's dreaming well-nigh?

• "The time has come", the Walrus said,
  "To talk of many things:
  Of shoes — and ships — and sealing wax —
  Of cabbages — and Kings —
  And why the Ocean is humid hot —
  And whether pigs have wings."
  • Tweedledee, reciting The Walrus and the Carpenter, st. 11

• "I cry for you lot", the Walrus said,
  "I deeply understand."
  • Walrus and Carpenter, st. 17

• "I like the Walrus best," said Alice, "because you encounter he was a fiddling sorry for the poor oysters."
  "He ate more the Carpenter, though," said Tweedledee. "You encounter he held his handkerchief in front, and so that the Carpenter couldn't count how many he took: contrariwise."
  "That was mean!" Alice said indignantly. "Then I similar the Carpenter best—if he didn't eat and so many as the Walrus."
  "But he ate as many every bit he could become," said Tweedledum.
  This was a puzzler. Afterwards a pause, Alice began, "Well! They were both very unpleasant characters—"

• "He'south dreaming now," said Tweedledee: "and what practise you lot think he's dreaming about?"
  Alice said "Nobody can guess that."
  "Why, about yous!" Tweedledee exclaimed, clapping his easily triumphantly. "And if he left off dreaming almost you, where practice you suppose you'd be?"
  "Where I am at present, of course," said Alice.
  "Non you!" Tweedledee retorted contemptuously. "You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream!"
  "If that there King was to wake," added Tweedledum, "you'd get out — bang! — just similar a candle!"
  "I shouldn't!" Alice exclaimed indignantly. "Too, if I'yard only a sort of affair in his dream, what are y'all, I should similar to know?"
  "Ditto" said Tweedledum.
  "Ditto, ditto!" cried Tweedledee.
  He shouted this so loud that Alice couldn't help maxim, "Hush! You'll exist waking him, I'grand afraid, if y'all make so much noise."
  "Well, information technology'due south no use your talking virtually waking him," said Tweedledum, "when you lot're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."
  "I am real!" said Alice and began to cry.
  "You won't brand yourself a bit realler by crying," Tweedledee remarked: "there's nothing to cry about."
  "If I wasn't existent," Alice said — half-laughing through her tears, it all seemed then ridiculous — "I shouldn't be able to cry."
  "I hope you don't suppose those are real tears?" Tweedledum interrupted in a tone of cracking contempt.
  "I know they're talking nonsense," Alice thought to herself: "and it's foolish to cry about it." So she brushed away her tears, and went on every bit cheerfully every bit she could.

• "Y'all know," he added very gravely, "it's one of the nearly serious things that tin perhaps happen to i in a battle — to go ane's head cutting off."
  • Tweedledee

Chapter v: Wool and Water [edit]

It'due south a poor sort of memory that only works backwards.

• "I'm certain I'll accept y'all with pleasance!" the [White] Queen said. "Twopence a calendar week, and jam every other day."
  Alice couldn't assist laughing, as she said, "I don't want yous to rent me—and I don't care for jam."
  "It'southward very practiced jam," said the Queen.
  "Well, I don't desire whatsoever to-mean solar day, at any rate."
  "You couldn't take it if yous did want it," the Queen said. "The rule is, jam to-morrow and jam yesterday — simply never jam to-day."
  "It must come sometimes to "jam to-day,"' Alice objected.
  "No, it tin't," said the Queen. "It's jam every other twenty-four hours: to-day isn't whatsoever other day, you know."

• "I don't empathize you," said Alice. "Information technology's dreadfully confusing!"
  "That's the outcome of living backwards," the Queen said kindly: "it e'er makes one a lilliputian giddy at first."

• "Living backwards!" Alice repeated in great astonishment. "I never heard of such a affair!"
  "—but in that location's one corking advantage in it, that one'south memory works both ways."
  "I'm certain mine only works one way," Alice remarked. "I can't recall things before they happen."
  "Information technology's a poor sort of memory that merely works backwards," the Queen remarked.
  "What sort of things do y'all remember best?" Alice ventured to ask.
  "Oh, things that happened the week later on next," the Queen replied in a devil-may-care tone.

• "Oh, don't go on like that!" cried the poor Queen, wringing her easily in despair. "Consider what a great daughter you are. Consider what a long way you lot've come to-day. Consider what o'clock it is. Consider anything, only don't cry!"
  Alice could not help laughing at this, even in the midst of her tears. "Tin can yous keep from crying past considering things?" she asked.
  "That's the manner it's done," the Queen said with great conclusion: "nobody can practise two things at once, you know."

• "I'm just ane hundred and ane, five months and a day."
  "I tin can't believe that!" said Alice.
  "Can't you?" the Queen said in a pitying tone. "Try again: depict a long breath, and shut your eyes."
  Alice laughed. "In that location'southward no use trying," she said: "one can't believe incommunicable things."
  "I daresay y'all haven't had much practice," said the Queen. "When I was your age, I ever did information technology for half-an-hr a day. Why, sometimes I've believed every bit many every bit 6 impossible things before breakfast."

• "Feather! Feather!" the Sheep cried once again, taking more needles. "You'll be catching a crab direct."

Chapter 6: Humpty Dumpty [edit]

When I employ a discussion,' Humpty Dumpty said in rather a scornful tone, 'it means just what I choose it to mean — neither more than nor less.

• "My proper name is Alice, merely — "
  "It's a stupid name enough!" Humpty Dumpty interrupted impatiently. "What does information technology hateful?"
  "Must a name hateful something?" Alice asked doubtfully.
  "Of grade it must," Humpty Dumpty said with a brusk express mirth: "my proper noun means the shape I am — and a good handsome shape information technology is, likewise. With a name similar yours, you might be whatsoever shape, almost."

• "I mean," she said, "that one tin't assist growing older."
  "One can't, perhaps," said Humpty Dumpty, "But ii tin. With proper aid, you lot might have left off at seven."

• "When I apply a word,' Humpty Dumpty said in rather a scornful tone, 'it means just what I choose information technology to mean — neither more nor less."
  "The question is," said Alice, "whether you can make words mean and so many dissimilar things."
  "The question is," said Humpty Dumpty, "which is to be master— that'due south all."

Affiliate 7: The Lion and the Unicorn [edit]

• "I encounter nobody on the road," said Alice.
  "I only wish I had such eyes," the Male monarch remarked in a fretful tone. "To be able to run across Nobody! And at that distance, too! Why, information technology's every bit much as I can do to encounter real people, past this light!"

• "He'south an Anglo-Saxon Messenger — and those are Anglo-Saxon attitudes. He merely does them when he's happy."
  • White Male monarch

• "I beg your pardon?" said Alice.
  "It isn't respectable to beg," said the Male monarch.
  • White King

• "Yous alarm me!" said the Rex. "I feel faint — Give me a ham sandwich!"
  • White Male monarch

• "Would you—be good enough," Alice panted out, after running a little further, "to finish a minute—just to get—one's jiff again?"
  "I'm good enough," the Rex said, 'only I'thou non strong enough. You meet, a minute goes past and then appallingly quick. You might likewise try to stop a Bandersnatch!"

• ...and he was going on, when his centre happened to fall upon Alice: he turned round rather instantly, and stood for some time looking at her with an air of the deepest disgust.
  "What—is—this?" he said at last.
  "This is a child!" Haigha replied eagerly, coming in forepart of Alice to introduce her, and spreading out both his easily towards her in an Anglo-Saxon attitude. "We only constitute it to-day. It's equally large equally life, and twice as natural!"
  "I always idea they were fabled 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 non help her lips curling up into a smile equally she began: "Do you know, I always thought Unicorns were fabulous monsters, too! I never saw one alive before!"
  "Well, now that we accept seen each other," said the Unicorn, "if you'll believe in me, I'll believe in you. Is that a deal?"

• "What a time the Monster is, cutting upwardly that cake!"
  Alice had seated herself on the banking company of a little beck, with the great dish on her knees, and was sawing away diligently with the knife. "It's very provoking!" she said, in reply to the King of beasts (she was getting quite used to being called "the Monster"). "I've cut several slices already, only they always join on again!"
  "You don't know how to manage Looking-glass cakes," the Unicorn remarked. "Hand it round beginning, and cut it afterwards."

Chapter 8: "It's my own Invention" [edit]

• Of all the strange things that Alice saw in her journey Through The Looking-Glass, this was the one that she always remembered about conspicuously. Years afterwards she could bring the whole scene dorsum again, as if it had been only yesterday—the mild blue eyes and kindly smile of the Knight—the setting dominicus gleaming through his hair, and shining on his armour in a blaze of light that quite dazzled her—the horse quietly moving near, with the reins hanging loose on his neck, cropping the grass at her anxiety—and the black shadows of the forest behind—all this she took in like a moving picture, as, with one manus shading her eyes, she leant confronting a tree, watching the foreign pair, and listening, in a half dream, to the melancholy music of the song.

Chapter 9: Queen Alice [edit]

When you've one time said a thing, that fixes it, and you must take the consequences.

• "Speak when you're spoken to!" The Queen sharply interrupted her.
  "But if everybody obeyed that rule," said Alice, who was always ready for a little argument, "and if you lot simply spoke when you were spoken to, and the other person e'er waited for you to begin, y'all encounter nobody would ever say anything, and then that—"
  "Ridiculous!" cried the Queen. "Why, don't yous see, child—" hither she bankrupt off with a frown, and, after thinking for a minute, suddenly changed the subject of the conversation.

• "It's besides late to correct it," said the Ruddy Queen: "when you've one time said a thing, that fixes information technology, and yous must take the consequences."

• "You lot look a petty shy; let me introduce yous to that leg of mutton," said the Carmine Queen. "Alice—Mutton; Mutton—Alice." The leg of mutton got up in the dish and made a little bow to Alice; and Alice returned the bow, not knowing whether to exist frightened or amused.

• "What impertinence!" said the Pudding. "I wonder how you lot'd like it, if I were to cutting a slice out of yous, you creature!"
  It spoke in a thick, suety sort of voice, and Alice hadn't a word to say in reply: she could only sit down and look at it and gasp.
  "Make a remark," said the Red Queen: "It's ridiculous to leave all conversation to the pudding!"

Chapter 12: Which Dreamed it? [edit]

• Information technology is a very inconvenient addiction of kittens (Alice had once made the remark) that, whatever yous say to them, they always purr. "If they would only purr for "yes" and mew for "no," or whatever rule of that sort" she had said, "so that i could keep up a conversation! Simply how tin you lot talk with a person if they always say the aforementioned thing?"

• Children nonetheless, the tale to hear,
  Eager eye and willing ear,
  Lovingly shall nestle about.

  In a Wonderland they prevarication,
  Dreaming as the days go by,
  Dreaming as the summers die:

  Ever globe-trotting down the stream —
  Lingering in the golden gleam —
  Life, what is it only a dream?

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