“Twinkle, twinkle little bat How I wonder what you're at! Up above the world you fly, Like a tea-tray in the sky.”

“up above the world you fly, like a tea tray in the sky...”

“Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are," May sang to herself softly. "Like an eyelet in the scrim, letting little blue drops in.”

“I'm a poor man, your majesty," the Hatter began in a weak voice, "and I hadn't but just begun my tea, not more than a week or so, and what with the bread and butter so thin - and the twinkling of the tea-""The twinkling of what?" asked the King."It began with the tea," the Hatter said."Of course twinkling begins with a T!" said the King. "Do you take me for a dunce?”

“When the world is itself draped in the mantle of night, the mirror of the mind is like the sky in which thoughts twinkle like stars.”

“Twinkle Twinkle little star.You are nothing.You've been dead for a thousand years.”