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? Sylvie and Bruno (1889)
Is all our Life, then but a dreamSeen faintly in the goldern gleamAthwart Time's dark resistless stream? Sylvie and Bruno (1889)
Of course you know what a Snark is? If you do, please tell me: for I haven't an idea what it is like.
"Just the place for a Snark! I have said it twice:That alone should encourage the crew.Just the place for a Snark! I have said it thrice:What I tell you three times is true." The Hunting of the Snark (1874)