Jeannette Walls Quotes

I have a lot in common with Lewis Carroll's Alice (my favorite female literary heroine, besides Becky Sharp). I've been sent on a journey to places even bleach can't reach.

We're not in Wonderland anymore Alice.

Oh -- who's the Queen?" "Her, of course. The White Queen. You're just like Alice, you know. Down the rabbit hole with the Mad Hatter.

I have been wandering with Alice in Wonderland and been having tea with the Mad Hatter.

I feel like Alice falling into Wonderland. A line came to him: It would be so nice if something made sense for a change.

Well! I've often seen a cat without a grin,' thought Alice 'but a grin without a cat! It's the most curious thing i ever saw in my life!

I've never told you the story of Alice in Wonderland, have I?

Maybe there's nothing impossible tonight. We're down the hole to Wonderland, and no White Rabbit to guide us." If I remember correctly, the White Rabbit was an unreliable guide, anyway.

I am Alice in Wonderland', Josie thought. 'Watch me fall.

It sometimes feels like a strange movie, you know, it's all so weird that sometimes I wonder if it is really happening.

Everything is always a little surreal.

Every day after I wake up, I think, 'Wait... this can't be real; I'm still going to wake up.'

I've had moments where it's like being in the Matrix.

The idea of my fashion shows is that you can't understand where you are; it's something surreal.

I know the Mad Hatter has a long history in the 'Batman' canon. He's quite a historically rich character, and he's come in a lot of shapes and forms and interpretations.

…I seemed to be lying neither asleep nor awake looking down a long corridor of gray half light where all stable things had become shadowy paradoxical all I had done shadows all I had felt suffered taking visible form antic and perverse mocking without relevance inherent themselves with the denial of the significance they should have affirmed thinking I was I was not who was not was not who.

There is a place. Like no place on Earth. A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger! Some say to survive it: You need to be as mad as a hatter. Which luckily I am.

Pointed in the wrong direction, trapped outside their own history and unable to retrace their steps because their footprints had been swept away.

She is pure Alice in Wonderland, and her appearance and demeanor are a nicely judged mix of the Red Queen and a Flamingo.

like I am Alice in the Wonderland and have gotten too big for the room.

This wasn't Weirdville, this was fricking Wonderland. Alice here was all grow up, but she was still chowing down on too much of that psychedelic mushroom.

I'm still waiting for somebody to wake me up.

That was one thing you found out when you were stoned, or wasted, or feverish: that the world was always turning and that only a healthy mind could block out the sickening whirl of it.

Sometimes you wake up from a dream. Sometimes you wake up in a dream. And sometimes, every once in a while, you wake up in someone else's dream.

It was too exactly as imagined to be true. But I felt as gladly and expectantly disorientated, as happily and alertly alone, as Alice in Wonderland.