How do you spell ‘love’?” – Piglet”You don’t spell it…you feel it.” – Pooh
Promise me you’ll never forget me because if I thought you would, I’d never leave.
One of the advantages of being disorganized is that one is always having surprising discoveries.
You can’t stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.
People say nothing is impossible, but I do nothing every day.
And by and by Christopher Robin came to the end of things, and he was silent, and he sat there, looking out over the world, just wishing it wouldn’t stop.
On Wednesday, when the sky is blue,and I have nothing else to do,I sometimes wonder if it’s true That who is what and what is who.” – Winnie-the-Pooh
It’s snowing still,” said Eeyore gloomily.”So it is.””And freezing.””Is it?””Yes,” said Eeyore. “However,” he said, brightening up a little, “we haven’t had an earthquake lately.
Oh Tigger, where are your manners?””I don’t know, but I bet they’re having more fun than I am.
Rabbit’s clever,” said Pooh thoughtfully.”Yes,” said Piglet, “Rabbit’s clever.””And he has Brain.””Yes,” said Piglet, “Rabbit has Brain.”There was a long silence.”I suppose,” said Pooh, “that that’s why he never understands anything.
A bear, however hard he tries, grows tubby without exercise.
Pooh,” said Rabbit kindly, “you haven’t any brain.” “I know,” said Pooh humbly.
But Piglet is so small that he slips into a pocket, where it is very comfortable to feel him when you are not quite sure whether twice seven is twelve or twenty-two.
No brain at all, some of them [people], only grey fluff that’s blown into their heads by mistake, and they don’t Think.
Some have brains, and some haven’t, … and there it is.
Always watch where you are going. Otherwise, you may step on a piece of the Forest that was left out by mistake.
Oh, Eeyore, you are wet!” said Piglet, feeling him. Eeyore shook himself, and asked somebody to explain to Piglet what happened when you had been inside a river for quite a long time.
Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly know everything there is to be known.
[A] quotation is a handy thing to have about, saving one the trouble of thinking for oneself, always a laborious business.”)
Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. “Pooh!” he whispered.”Yes, Piglet?””Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s paw. “I just wanted to be sure of you.
It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn’t use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like “What about lunch?
I don’t feel very much like Pooh today,” said Pooh.”There there,” said Piglet. “I’ll bring you tea and honey until you do.
Piglet noticed that even though he had a Very Small Heart, it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude.
I wonder what Piglet is doing,” thought Pooh. “I wish I were there to be doing it, too.
We’ll be Friends Forever, won’t we, Pooh?’ asked Piglet.Even longer,’ Pooh answered.” Winnie-the-Pooh
Wherever I am, there’s always Pooh,There’s always Pooh and Me.Whatever I do, he wants to do,”Where are you going today?” says Pooh:”Well, that’s very odd ‘cos I was too.Let’s go together,” says Pooh, says he.”Let’s go together,” says Pooh.
How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
I think we dream so we don’t have to be apart for so long. If we’re in each other’s dreams, we can be together all the time.
Whatever his weight in pounds and ounces, he always seems bigger because of his bounces.
If you were a bird, and lived on high,You’d lean on the wind when the wind came by,You’d say to the wind when it took you away:”That’s where I wanted to go today!
If you were a cloud, and sailed up there,You’d sail on the water as blue as air.And you’d see me here in the fields and say:”Doesn’t the sky look green today?
It is hard to be brave, when you’re only a Very Small Animal.
Friendship,” said Christopher Robin, “is a very comforting thing to have.
King John was not a good man,He had his little ways.And sometimes no one spoke to him,For days and days and days.
Good judgment comes from experience, and experience – well, that comes from poor judgment.
He said it twice because he had never said it before, and it sounded funny.
The third-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the majority. The second-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the minority. The first-rate mind is only happy when it is thin
Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes I just sits…
Owl,” said Rabbit shortly, “you and I have brains. The others have fluff. If there is any thinking to be done in this Forest–and when I say thinking I mean thinking–you and I must do it.
What I say is that, if a man really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow.
The Old Testament is responsible for more atheism, agnosticism, disbelief—call it what you will—than any book ever written; it has emptied more churches than all the counterattractions of cinema, motor bicycle and golf course.
They have no imagination. A tail is just a tail to them, just a little something extra in the back.
What day is it?”It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.My favorite day,” said Pooh.
Organizing is what you do before you do something, so that when you do it, it is not all mixed up.
Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.
He was telling an interesting anecdote full of exciting words like “encyclopedia” and “rhododendron”.
She would know a good thing to do without thinking about it.
Winnie the Pooh finds comfort in counting his pots of honey, and Rabbit finds comfort in knowing where his relations are – even if he doesn’t need them at the moment.
Some people talk to animals. Not many listen though. That’s the problem.
James gave the huffle of a snail in danger. And nobody heard him at all.
The things that make me different are the things that make me.
You can’t help respecting anybody who can spell TUESDAY, even if he doesn’t spell it right; but spelling isn’t everything. There are days when spelling Tuesday simply doesn’t count.
She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head,And whispered to her neighbor: “Winter is dead.
One advantage of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries
DaffodowndillyShe wore her yellow sun-bonnet, She wore her greenest gown;She turned to the south wind And curtsied up and down.She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head,And whispered to her neighbor: “Winter is dead.
The things that make me different are the things that make me ME. -Piglet
– What day is it?- It’s today, – squeaked Piglet.- My favorite day, – said Pooh. (“Winnie-the Pooh”, A.A. Milne)
What day is it,?” asked Pooh. “It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.“My favorite day,” said Pooh.
What day is it?” It’s today, squeaked Piglet. My favorite day, said Pooh.