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British author and scholar (1832–1898)

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Lewis Carroll (born Charles Lutwidge Dodgson 27 January 1832 – 14 January 1898) was an English author, mathematician, Anglican clergyman, logician, and amateur photographer. His father was Charles Dodgson (archdeacon), his great-grandfather was Charles Dodgson (bishop) and his nephew was Stuart Dodgson Collingwood.

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Birth Name: Charles Lutwidge Dodgson

Alternative Names: Charles Dodgson • Lewis Caroll • Lewis Carroll Dodgson • Lewis Carroll (Charles Lutwidge Dodgson) • Rev. C. L. Dodgson • Charles L. Dodgson • Lewis Caroll Dodgson • C. L. Dodgson

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"And ever, as the story drained
The wells of fancy dry,
And faintly strove that weary one
To put the subject by,
"The rest next time — " "It is next time!"
The Happy voice cry.

Thus grew the tale of Wonderland"

Why is a raven like a writing desk?

How strange it is to be anything at all.

"Then you should say what you mean," the March Hare went on.
"I do," Alice hastily replied; "at least-at least I mean what I say-that's the same thing, you know."
"Not the same thing a bit!" said the Hatter. "Why, you might just as well say that 'I see what I eat' is the same thing as 'I eat what I see'!"
"You might just as well say," added the March Hare, "that 'I like what I get' is the same thing as 'I get what I like'!"
"You might just as well say," added the Dormouse, which seemed to be talking in its sleep, "that 'I breathe when I sleep' is the same thing as 'I sleep when I breathe'!"
"It is the same thing with you." said the Hatter,

If you knew Time as well as I do,’ said the Hatter, ‘you wouldn’t talk about wasting it. It’s him.

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?

O bitter is it to abide In weariness alway: At dawn to sigh for eventide, At eventide for day. Thy noon hath fled: thy sun hath shone: The brightness of thy day is gone: What need to lag and linger on Till life be cold and gray?

He was part of my dream, of course — but then I was part of his dream, too.

The West is the fitting tomb for all the sorrow and the sighing, all the errors and the follies of the Past: for all its withered Hopes and all its buried Loves! From the East comes new strength, new ambition, new Hope, new Life, new Love! Look Eastward! Aye, look Eastward!"

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.

One of the deepest motives (as you are aware) in the human beast (so deep that many have failed to detect it) is Alliteration.

When I use a word, it means just what I choose it to mean — neither more, nor less.

She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), and

"The Red Queen shook her head. "You may call it 'nonsense' if you like," she said, "but I've heard nonsense, compared with which that would be as sensible as a dictionary!

Rule Forty-two. All persons more than a mile high to leave the court.