Advice from a Caterpillar
The Caterpillar and Alice looked at
each other for some time in silence: at
last the Caterpillar took the hookah out
of its mouth, and addressed her in a
languid, sleepy voice.
‘Who are YOU?’ said the Caterpillar.
This was not an encouraging opening
for a conversation. Alice replied rather
shyly, “I—I hardly know, sir, just at present—at
least I know who I WAS
when I got up this morning, but I
think I must have been changed several
times since then.’
‘What do you mean by that?’ said
the Caterpillar sternly. ‘Explain yourself!’
‘I can’t explain MYSELF, I’m afraid, sir’
said Alice, ‘because I’m not myself, you
see.’
‘I don’t see,’ said the Caterpillar.
