Dirtbabe

And the way that you hate me, and the length of your hair.

No sleep for the wicked!

To laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again

And you are your father's daughter

He is not only dull himself, he is the cause of dullness in others.

ma vie privée

This is the circus. Everybody's trying not to go home.

Curiouser and Curiouser!

'But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
'Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: 'we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
'How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
'You must be,' said the Cat, 'or you wouldn't have come here.'

Old Habits Die Hard