- Припеваючи? - переспросила Алиса. - А что они пели? (Л. Кэролл)
У моего отца завтра день рождения. Музыку он не пишет. Зато в шахматы сам с собой играет. Может, отыщется завтра добрая душа подле него, чтобы разделить с ним партийку.
А мы тем временем продолжим наше безумное чаепитие.
“Take some more tea," the March Hare said to Alice, very earnestly.
"I've had nothing yet," Alice replied in an offended tone, "so I can't take more."
"You mean you can't take less," said the Hatter: "it's very easy to take more than nothing."
"Nobody asked your opinion," said Alice.”
А мы тем временем продолжим наше безумное чаепитие.
“Take some more tea," the March Hare said to Alice, very earnestly.
"I've had nothing yet," Alice replied in an offended tone, "so I can't take more."
"You mean you can't take less," said the Hatter: "it's very easy to take more than nothing."
"Nobody asked your opinion," said Alice.”