"Al|ce |n W•nderland"

The Duchess: Y•u're th|nk|ng ab•ut s•meth|ng, my dear, and that makes y•u f•rget t• talk. | can't tell y•u just n•w what the m•ral •f that |s, but | shall remember |t |n a b|t. Al|ce: Perhaps |t hasn't •ne. The Duchess: Tut, tut, ch|ld! Everyth|ng's g•t a moral, |f •nly y•u can f|nd |t.