On [:] Time | Lewis Carroll, 1865

Inge Morath, Winter carnival procession, Bad Gastein, Austria, 1955

“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense.

Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t.
And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be.
And what it wouldn’t be, it would. You see?”

“Take off your hat,“ the King said to the Hatter.
“It isn’t mine,” said the Hatter.
“Stolen!” the King exclaimed, turning to the jury, who instantly made
a memorandum of the fact.
“I keep them to sell,” the Hatter added as an explanation;
“I’ve none of my own. I’m a hatter.”

“Alice sighed wearily. `I think you might do something better with the time,’
she said, `than waste it in asking riddles that have no answers.’

`If you knew Time as well as I do,’ said the Hatter,
`you wouldn’t talk about wasting it. It’s him.’

`I don’t know what you mean,’ said Alice.

`Of course you don’t!’ the Hatter said, tossing his head contemptuously.
`I dare say you never even spoke to Time!’

Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, 1865