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| Oh, 'tis love, 'tis love that makes the world go round | | Uncategorized | |
| One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a Cheshire cat in a tree. Which road do I take? she asked. Where do you want to go? was his response. I don't know, Alice answered. Then, said the cat, it doesn't matter. | | Uncategorized | |
| One of the secrets of life is that all that is really worth the doing is what we do for others | | Uncategorized | |
| One, two! One, two! and through and through / The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!/ He left it dead, and with its head / He went galumphing back. | | Uncategorized | |
| Or madly squeeze a right-hand foot / Into a left-hand shoe. | | Uncategorized | |
| Photography is my one recreation and I think it should be done well. | | Photography | |
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| Sentence first, verdict afterwards. | | Justice | |
| She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it) | | Advice | |
| Sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. | | Uncategorized | |
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| Speak in French when you can't think of English for a thing-turn out your toes when you walk-and remember who you are! | | Uncategorized | |
| Speak roughly to your little boy, / And beat him when he sneezes: / He only does it to annoy, / Because he knows it teases. | | Uncategorized | |
| Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves | | Uncategorized | |
| Thanks for your nice little note, though I am sorry to hear you find Through the Looking Glass so uninteresting. You see I have done my best, so it isn't really my fault if you think Tweedledum and Tweedledee stupid, and wish that I had left out all about the train and the gnat. | | Children; Letters | |
| That's the reason they're called lessons, because they lesson from day to day. | | Uncategorized | |
| The Carpenter said nothing but, / `The butter's spread too thick!' | | Uncategorized | |
| The Duchess! The Duchess! Oh my dear paws! Oh my fur and whiskers! | | Uncategorized | |
| The further off from England, the nearer is to France - / Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance. | | Uncategorized | |
