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Friday, November 4, 2011


One day, I may accomplish incredible things. I may have influence. I may achieve lofty goals.
But I hope to never lose the part of me who is "Alice."
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"When I used to read fairy-tales, thought Alice, I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one!"
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."
"The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice. 'Who are you?'"
"...so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things were really impossible."

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