“In that direction,” the Cat said, waving its right paw round, “lives a Hatter: and in that direction,” waving the other paw, “lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they’re both mad.”
“But I don’t want to go among mad people,”
“Oh, you can’t help that,” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here, mad. You’re mad.
“How do you know I’m mad?” said
“You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.”
- Lewis Carroll
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