The Lewis Carroll Society

All old Dadgerson's dodges one conning one's copying and that's what wonderland's wanderlad'll flaunt to the fair.

Of course you know what a Snark is? If you do, please tell me: for I haven't an idea what it is like.

'The Genesis of Sylvie and Bruno: from Chaos to Cosmos' by Pascale Renaud-Grosbras as translated by Mike Leach

What life means to me is to put the content of Shelley into the form of Zola. The proletarian writer is a writer with a purpose; he thinks no more of 'art for …

Where are the braves, the faces like autumn fruit, who stared at the child from the coloured frontispiece?

Literature that is not the breath of contemporary society, that dares not transmit the pains and fears of that society, that does not warn in time against thre…