Alice?s Adventures in Wonderland is one of those classic books that are peculiarly able to influence whole fields of knowledge, for which perhaps it is not possible to classify it into a particular genre. On the contrary, it makes necessary to read it with the same innocent disposition as lewis Carroll, -its author- had, in orderto discover by ourselves the sensitive point in which the underground melody vibrates more eloquently and where the images shine more intensively Coloured. Alas! It was too late to whis that! She went on growing, and very soon had to knee down on the floor: in another minute there was not even room for this, and she tried the effect of lying down with one elbow against the door, and the other arm curlend round her head. Still she went on growing, and, as a Last resource, she put one arm out of the window, and one foot up the chimney , and said to herself ´Now I can do no more, whatever happens. What will become of me´?