"I can’t stand to fly.
I’m not that naive.
I’m just out to find
The better part of me." ...

" Wish that I could cry.
Fall upon my knees.
Find a way to lie
About a home I’ll never see." ...

"Up, up and away…away from me
It’s all right…You can all sleep sound tonight
I’m not crazy…or anything… "

"It's quite a resonant image, those distant, only partially visible solidities, now and again drowned in dreams-temporarily lost in them."

"Well, perhaps you haven't found it so yet," said Alice; "but when you have to turn into a chrysalis-you will some day you know-and then after that into a butterfly, I should think you'll feel it a little queer, won't you?"

"Not a bit," said the Caterpillar.

"Well, perhaps your feelings may be different," said Alice; "all I know is, it would feel very queer to me."

"You!" said the Caterpillar contemptuously. "Who are you?"

~from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland