Lewis Carroll
Lewis Carroll
Charles Lutwidge Dodgson, better known by his pen name Lewis Carroll, was an English writer, mathematician, logician, Anglican deacon, and photographer. His most famous writings are Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, its sequel Through the Looking-Glass, which includes the poem "Jabberwocky", and the poem The Hunting of the Snark, all examples of the genre of literary nonsense. He is noted for his facility at word play, logic, and fantasy. There are societies in many parts of the world dedicated to the...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth27 January 1832
CityDaresbury, England
Some children have the most disagreeable way of getting grown-up
Courtesy is a small act but it packs a mighty wallop.
Speak roughly to your little boy and beat him when he sneezes! he only does it to annoy, because he knows it teases!
It is the privilege of true genius, And especially genius who opens up a new path, To make great mistakes with impunity
Life, what is it but a dream?
Well! I've often seen a cat without a grin,' thought Alice 'but a grin without a cat! It's the most curious thing i ever saw in my life!
Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and how she would keep, through all her riper years, the simple and loving heart of her childhood: and how she would gather about her other little children, and make their eyes bright and eager with many a strange tale, perhaps even with the dream of Wonderland of long ago: and how she would feel with all their simple sorrows, and find a pleasure in all their simple joys, remembering her own child-life, and the happy summer days.
Speak English!' said the Eaglet. 'I don't know the meaning of half those long words, and I don't believe you do either!
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.
You used to be much more..."muchier." You've lost your muchness.
Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle.
have i gone mad? im afraid so, but let me tell you something, the best people usualy are.
To me it seems that to give happiness is a far nobler goal that to attain it: and that what we exist for is much more a matter of relations to others than a matter of individual progress: much more a matter of helping others to heaven than of getting there ourselves.
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 meant.