Nonsense is to sense, as shade to light; it heightens effect

Nonsense is to sense, as shade to light; it heightens effect

Mingle a little folly with your wisdom; a little nonsense now and
then is pleasant.
[Lat., Misce stultitiam read more

Mingle a little folly with your wisdom; a little nonsense now and
then is pleasant.
[Lat., Misce stultitiam consiliis brevem:
Dulce est desipere in loco.]

I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.

I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.

He killed the noble Mudjokivis.
Of the skin he made him mittens,
Made them with the fur read more

He killed the noble Mudjokivis.
Of the skin he made him mittens,
Made them with the fur side inside,
Made them with the skin side outside.
He, to get the warm side inside,
Put the inside skin side outside;
He, to get the cold side outside,
Put the warm side fur side inside.
That's why he put the fur side inside,
Why he put the skin side outside,
Why he turned them inside outside.

Conductor, when you receive a fare,
Punch in the presence of the passenjare.
A blue trip slip read more

Conductor, when you receive a fare,
Punch in the presence of the passenjare.
A blue trip slip for an eight-cent fare,
A buff trip slip for a six-cent fare,
A pink trip slip for a three-cent fare,
Punch in the presence of the passenjare!
Punch, brothers! punch with care!
Punch in the presence of the passenjare!

When Bryan O'Lynn had no shirt to put on,
He took him a sheep skin to make him a' read more

When Bryan O'Lynn had no shirt to put on,
He took him a sheep skin to make him a' one.
"With the skinny side out, and the wooly side in,
'Twill be warm and convanient," said Bryan O'Lynn.

'T was brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were read more

'T was brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

How pleasant to know Mr. Lear!
Who has written such volumes of stuff!
Some think him ill-tempered read more

How pleasant to know Mr. Lear!
Who has written such volumes of stuff!
Some think him ill-tempered and queer,
But a few think him pleasant enough.

Totally mad. Utter nonsense. But we'll do it because it's brilliant nonsense.

Totally mad. Utter nonsense. But we'll do it because it's brilliant nonsense.