'You don't know much,' said the Duchess; 'and that's a fact.'
'Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?' 'That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' 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.'
perhaps as this is May it won't be raving mad--at least not so mad as it was in March.'