Lewis Carroll, pseudonym for Charles Lutwidge Dodgson

Carroll, pseudonym for Charles Lutwidge Dodgson

English Author, Mathematician, Logician, Anglican Deacon and Photographer. Best known for Alice's Adventures In Wonderland and sequel Through the Looking Glass

Author Quotes

I'm very much afraid I didn't mean anything but nonsense. Still, you know, words mean more than we mean to express when we use them; so a whole book ought to mean a great deal more than the writer means. So, whatever good meanings are in the book, I'm glad to accept as the meaning of the book.

It takes all the running you can do to keep in the same place.

Keep your temper, said the Caterpillar.

Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise.

Oh dear! I shall be too late!

People who don?t think shouldn?t talk.

She waited for some time without hearing anything more: at last came a rumbling of little cart-wheels, and the sound of a good many voices all talking together: she made out the words: Where?s the other ladder??Why, I hadn?t to bring but one. Bill's got the other?Bill! Fetch it here, lad!?Here, put ?em up at this corner?No, tie ?em together first?they don't reach half high enough yet?Oh! they?ll do well enough. Don?t be particular?Here, Bill! catch hold of this rope?Will the roof bear??Mind that loose slate?Oh, it?s coming down! Heads below! (a loud crash)?Now, who did that??It was Bill, I fancy?Who?s to go down the chimney??Nay, I shan?t! You do it!?That I wo?n?t, then!?Bill?s got to go down?Here, Bill! The master says you?ve got to go down the chimney!

Do let's pretend that I'm a hungry hyena, and you're a bone!

For, you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible.

How cheerfully he seems to grin, how neatly spreads his claws, and welcomes little fishes in with gently smiling jaws!

I don?t suppose there?ll be a tree left standing, for ever so far around, by the time we?re finished.? Tweedledum to tweedledee [They are fighting over a rattle].

I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.

I warn you, dear child. If I lose my temper, you lose your head. Understand?

If you do not know where to go any adequate one.

In a Wonderland they lie, Dreaming as the days go by, Dreaming as the summers die: Ever drifting down the stream- Lingering in the golden gleam- Life, what is it but a dream?

It was much pleasanter at home, thought poor Alice, when one wasn't always growing larger and smaller, and being ordered about by mice and rabbits. I almost wish I hadn't gone down the rabbit-hole--and yet--and yet--...

Ladies and gentlemen, the Professor began, the Other Professor is so kind as to recite a Poem. The title of it is 'The Pig-Tale.' He never recited it before! (General cheering among the guests.) He will never recite it again! (Frantic excitement, & wild cheering all down the hall, the Professor himself mounting the table in hot haste, to lead the cheering, & waving his spectacles in one hand & a spoon in the other.)

No Ghost of any common sense begins a conversation.

Oh, ?tis love, ?tis love, that makes the world go round!

Perhaps it hasn't one, Alice ventured to remark.

She who saves a single soul, saves the universe.

Do you hear the snow against the window-panes, Kitty? How nice and soft it sounds! Just as if someone was kissing the window all over outside. I wonder if the snow LOVES the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again. And when they wake up in the summer, Kitty, they dress themselves all in green, and dance about?whenever the wind blows?oh, that's very pretty!' cried Alice, dropping the ball of worsted to clap her hands. 'And I do so WISH it was true! I'm sure the woods look sleepy in the autumn, when the leaves are getting brown.

From his shoulder Hiawatha took the camera of rosewood, made of sliding, folding rosewood; neatly put it all together. In its case it lay compactly, folded into nearly nothing; but he opened out the hinges, pushed and pulled the joints and hinges, till it looked all squares and oblongs, like a complicated figure in the Second Book of Euclid.

How doth the little crocodile improve his shining tail, and pour the waters of the Nile on every golden scale! How cheerfully he seems to grin, how neatly he spreads his claws, and welcomes little fishes in, with gently smiling jaws!

I don't believe there's an atom of meaning in it.

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English Author, Mathematician, Logician, Anglican Deacon and Photographer. Best known for Alice's Adventures In Wonderland and sequel Through the Looking Glass