T. L. G., p. 100:
“But I was thinking of a plan
To dye one’s whiskers green,
And always use so large a fan
That they could not be seen.”
(Verse from White Knight’s song.)
F. IDEALISTS AND THE LAWS OF LOGIC.
T. L. G., p. 52-3: Tweedledee exclaimed: “‘... if he [the Red King] left off dreaming about you [Alice], where do you suppose you’d be?’
“‘Where I am now, of course,’ said Alice.
“‘Not 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 go out—bang!—just like a candle!’
“‘I shouldn’t!’ Alice exclaimed indignantly. ‘Besides, if I’m only a sort of thing in his dream, what are you, I should like to know?’
“‘Ditto,’ said Tweedledum...; ‘you know very well you’re not real.’
“‘I am real!’ said Alice, and began to cry.”