Quotation

This week's book passage is from The Jabberwocky:

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Now technically The Jabberwocky is a poem within a book, so the book would be Through the Looking Glass, but that whole book is like some kind of awful awful acid trip of madness. Also I didn't actually read it this week.

But how can you not love that part of the poem? I want to gyre and gimble! I don't know what the hell a mome rath is (other than those adorable little pom-pom things from the Disney version of Alice in Wonderland) but I'm so glad for them that they outgrabe. Now, read this poem ten times fast while spinning around in a circle (aka "outgrabing") and see if your day isn't just a little bit more insane!

UPDATE: I'm very sad to report that apparently Lewis Carroll did invent some definitions for his made-up words, but they aren't very good. I like my imagined definitions better. If, however, you wish to learn what a "mome rath" really is, here's where to find out.