We all come to Wonderland looking for something more, darling.

There's a darkness everywhere when the sun goes down.

When I first heard about Wonderland I figured that the wonder was short for wonderful, not wonder how we're going to make it.

He doesn't have to give me anything. I love him.

You are in prison. What do you think Wonderland is?

There's a thing called the front door, darling. You really should try it sometime.

If we succeed, the impossible will be possible.

You should really bathe your prisoners from time to time. This one's beginning to smell.

Promises were made to be broken as were the bones of little bunnies who forget what they have at stake.

So why don't you get on that raggedy carpet of yours and fly away and let me take care of Alice.