American Idyll

yes, the river knows

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Between The Forceps And The Stone



Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her, and to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed: it was labelled “ORANGE MARMALADE,” but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did not like to drop the jar, for fear of killing somebody underneath, so managed to put it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.

--Lewis Carroll
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland


Joni Mitchell: Hejira



When you say “hill,” the Queen interrupted, I could show you hills, in comparison with which you’d call that a valley.
No, I shouldn’t, said Alice, surprised into contradicting her at last: a hill CAN’T be a valley, you know. That would be nonsense--
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!

--Lewis Carroll
Through the Looking-Glass, and What Alice Found There

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