Frases de Lewis Carroll

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“Nada se é conquistado com lágrimas.”

“Quando acordei hoje de manhã, eu sabia quem eu era, mas acho que já mudei muitas vezes desde então.”

“Você poderia me dizer, por favor, qual caminho eu devo seguir?" "Isso depende muito de onde você deseja chegar.”

“Talvez seja sempre a pimenta que torna as pessoas esquentadas […] e o vinagre que as torna azedas… e a camomila que as torna amargas… e… o caramelo e essas coisas que tornam as crianças suaves. Só queria que as pessoas soubessem disto: não seriam tão sovinas com bomboms…”

“Aonde fica a saída, Perguntou Alice ao gato que ria. Depende, respondeu o gato. De quê, replicou Alice; Depende de para onde você quer ir…”

“Tudo tem uma moral se você conseguir simplesmente notar.”

“Podes dizer-me, por favor, que caminho devo seguir para sair daqui?
Isso depende muito de para onde queres ir - respondeu o gato.
Preocupa-me pouco aonde ir - disse Alice.
Nesse caso, pouco importa o caminho que sigas - replicou o gato.”

“Alice: Quanto tempo dura o eterno?
Coelho: Às vezes apenas um segundo.”

“Mas os poços da fantasia acabam sempre por secar e o contador de histórias, cansado tentou escapar como podia: o resto amanha… Já é amanha”

“É preciso correr muito para ficar no mesmo lugar. Se você quer chegar a outro lugar, corra duas vezes mais.”

“E então a duquesa disse: A moral disso é, tome conta do sentido e os sons tomarão conta de si mesmos.”

“Tudo tem uma moral: é só encontrá-la.”

“Você deve aprender a não fazer observações pessoais', Alice disse em um tom um tanto severo; 'Isto é muito rude.”

“Gatinho inglês - começou ela, meio tímida, pois não tinha muita certeza se ele iria gostar de ser tratado desse modo.”

“Quando eu uso uma palavra,' Humpty Dumpty disse em um tom um tanto formal, 'isto significa que eu escolho o que ela significa - nem mais nem menos.”

“Eu… eu… nem eu mesmo sei, nesse momento… eu… enfim, sei quem eu era, quando me levantei hoje de manhã, mas acho que já me transformei várias vezes desde então.”

“{“Poderia me dizer, por favor, que caminho devo tomar para ir embora daqui?” “Depende bastante de para onde quer ir, respondeu o Gato.” “Não me importa muito para onde, disse Alice.” “Então não importa que caminho tome, disse o Gato.” “Contanto que eu chegue a algum lugar, Alice acrescentou à guisa de explicação.” “Oh, isso você vai conseguir, afirmou o Gato, desde que ande bastante.”

“That narrow window, I expect,
Serves but to let the dusk in - "
"But please," said I, "to recollect
'Twas fashioned by an architect
Who pinned his faith on Ruskin!”

“You have no mind to be unkind,"
Said echo in her ear:
"No mind to bring a living thing
To suffering or fear.
For all that's bad, or mean or sad, you have no mind,
my dear.”

“Since I have possessed a "Wonderland Stamp Case", Life has been bright and peaceful, and I have used no other. I believe the Queen's laundress uses no other.”

“But surely you trust God! Do you think He would let you come to harm? To be afraid is to distrust.”

“A sadder vision yet: thine aged sire
Shaming his hoary locks with treacherous wile!
And dost thou now doubt Truth to be a liar?
And wilt thou die, that hast forgot to smile?”

“God has given to Man an absolute right to take the lives of other animals, for any reasonable cause, such as the supply of food; but He has not given to Man the right to inflict pain, unless where necessary.”

“I NEVER loved a dear Gazelle –
Nor anything that cost me much:
High prices profit those who sell,
but why should I be fond of such?”

“He is immensely fat, and so
Well suits the occupation:
In point of fact, if you must know,
We used to call him years ago,
THE MAYOR AND CORPORATION!”

“Say, whence is the voice that, when anger is burning,
Bids the whirl of the tempest to cease?
That stirs the vexed soul with an aching — a yearning
For the brotherly hand-grip of peace?”

“Yet what are all such gaieties to me
Whose thoughts are full of indices and surds?
x2+7x+53
=11/3.”

“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.”

“So, to reward him for his run
(As it was baking hot,
And he was over twenty stone),
The King proceeded, half in fun,
To knight him on the spot.”

“The rabbits bow before thee,
And cower in the straw;
The chickens are submissive,
And own thy will for law;
Bullfinches and canary
Thy bidding do obey;
And e'en the tortoise in its shell
Doth never say thee nay.”

“"I've caught a cold," the Thing replies,
"Out there upon the landing."
I turned to look in some surprise,
And there, before my very eyes,
A little Ghost was standing!”

“The dying crimson of the West
That faintly tinged his haggard cheek,
Fell on her as she stood, and shed
A glory round the patient head.”

“Who's the Knight-Mayor?" I cried. Instead
Of answering my question,
"Well, if you don't know THAT," he said,
"Either you never go to bed,
Or you've a grand digestion!”

“Some American writer has said “the snakes in this district may be divided into one species—the venomous”. The same principle applies here. Postage-Stamp-Cases may be divided into one species, the “Wonderland”. Imitations of it will soon appear, no doubt: but they cannot include the two Pictorial Surprises, which are copyright.You don't see why I call them 'Surprises'? Well, take the Case in your left hand, and regard it attentively. You see Alice nursing the Duchess's Baby? (An entirely new combination, by the way : it doesn't occur in the book.) Now, with your right thumb and forefinger, lay hold of the little book, and suddenly pull it out. The Baby has turned into a Pig I If that doesn't surprise you, why, I suppose you wouldn't be surprised if your own Mother-in-law suddenly turned into a Gyroscope!”

“Lady Clara Vere de Vere
Was eight years old, she said:
Every ringlet, lightly shaken, ran itself in golden thread.”

“The air is bright with hues of light
And rich with laughter and with singing:
Young hearts beat high in ecstasy,
And banners wave, and bells are ringing:
But silence falls with fading day,
And there's an end to mirth and play.
Ah, well-a-day!”

“I wasn't asleep! said Bruno, in a deeply-injured tone. "When I shuts mine eyes, it's to show that I'm awake!"”

“And at last we've got to the end of this ideal racecourse! Now that you accept A and B and C and D, of course you accept Z."
"Do I?" said the Tortoise innocently. "Let's make that quite clear. I accept A and B and C and D. Suppose I still refused to accept Z?"
"Then Logic would take you by the throat, and force you to do it!" Achilles triumphantly replied. "Logic would tell you, 'You can't help yourself. Now that you've accepted A and B and C and D, you must accept Z!' So you've no choice, you see."
"Whatever Logic is good enough to tell me is worth writing down," said the Tortoise. "So enter it in your notebook, please. We will call it
(E) If A and B and C and D are true, Z must be true.
Until I've granted that, of course I needn't grant Z. So it's quite a necessary step, you see?”

“"What may I do?" at length I cried,
Tired of the painful task.
The fairy quietly replied,
And said "You must not ask."”

“'O gin I find anither ladye,'
He said wi' sighs and tears,
'I wot my coortin' sall not be
Anither thirty years:

For gin I find a ladye gay,
Exactly to my taste,
I'll pop the question, aye or nay,
In twenty years at maist.”

“Last night we owned, with looks forlorn,
"Too well the scholar knows
There is no rose without a thorn" —
But peace is made! We sing, this morn,
"No thorn without a rose!"
Our Latin lesson is complete:
We've learned that Love is Bitter-Sweet!”

“One winter night, at half past nine,
Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy,
I had come home, too late to dine”

“Yet still to choose a brat like you,
To haunt a man of forty-two,
Was no great compliment!”

“I suppose every child has a world of his own — and every man, too, for the matter of that. I wonder if that's the cause for all the misunderstanding there is in Life?”

“And she arose, and in that darkening room
Stood lonely as a spirit of the night —
Stood calm and fearless in the gathered night —
And raised her eyes to heaven. There were tears
Upon her face, but in her heart was peace.
Peace that the world nor gives nor takes away!”

“The pictures, with their ruddy light,
Are changed to dust and ashes white,
And I am left alone with night.”