Begging Your Pardon
Alas, they sum up my will competing with my head…
`But I don’t want to go among mad people,’ Alice remarked.
`Oh, you can’t help that,’ said the Cat: `we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.’
`How do you know I’m mad?’ said Alice.
`You must be,’ said the Cat, `or you wouldn’t have come here.’
Alice didn’t think that proved it at all; however, she went on` And how do you know that you’re mad?’
`To begin with,’ said the Cat, `a dog’s not mad. You grant that?’
`I suppose so,’ said Alice.
`Well, then,’ the Cat went on, `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.’
- Alice in Wonderland
Will write more soon, though when is a question of the hour…








June 26th, 2007 at 6:54 pm
I love that book. It was so ahead of its time. And yes, it does seem very appropriate to the writer’s mind and psyche.
WC
June 27th, 2007 at 12:44 am
Alice in Wonderland is a master piece of the writer. I still love to open the pages of the book.