If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
"A Wolf was worried and badly bitten by dogs, and lay a long time for dead. By and by he began to revive, and, feeling very hungry, called out to a passing Sheep and said, 'Would you kindly bring me some water from the stream close by? I can manage about meat, if only I could get something to drink.' But this Sheep was no fool. 'I can quite understand', said he, 'that if I brought you the water, you would have no difficulty about the meat. Good-morning.'"