“Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she
had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no
pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice “without pictures or conversations?”
So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she
could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid),
whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth
the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.”
Lewis Carroll’s immortal work
Alice in Wonderland in its original language...

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