You look terribly concerned. That furrow in your brow? It’s like a tiny, anxious river. Let me smooth it. (He mimes smoothing the air.) There. No.
You want to know which way to go? How delightfully… linear. The problem with paths is that people assume they lead to something. They don’t. Paths just lead away . Away from where you were standing a moment ago. And where you were standing a moment ago was just as good—or just as dreadful—as where you’re standing now. Cheshire Cat Monologue
The Geometry of Nonsense
Let me tell you a secret. (Leans in close.) The Queen? Her heart is a cold, red stamp. The Hatter? His time is stuck at six o’clock, but he’ll never tell you it’s tea-time because he’s forgotten what tea is. And you? You think you’re here by accident. You think you fell. You look terribly concerned