I found a little beetle, so that beetle was his name
Gone out. Backson. Busy backson.
Whereas men of an older school, like myself, smoke for the pleasure of smoking, men of this school smoke for the pleasure of pipe-owning-of selecting which of their many white-spotted pipes they will fill with their specially blended tobacco, of filling the one so chosen, of lighting it, of taking it from the mouth to gaze lovingly at the white spot and thus letting it go out, of lighting it again and letting it go out again, of polishing it up with their own special polisher and putting it to bed, and then the pleasure of beginning all over again with another white-spotted one.
Then would you read a Sustaining Book, such as would help and comfort a Wedged Bear in Great Tightness.
It gets you nowhere if the other person's tail is only just in sight for the second half of the conversation.
I do like a little bit of butter to my bread.
Did I miss?" you asked. "You didn't exactly miss," said Pooh, "But you missed the balloon." "I'm so sorry," you said, and you fired again, and this time you hit the balloon and the air came slowly out, and Winnie-the-Pooh floated down to the ground.
Drinking your milk and talking at the same time may result in your having to be patted on the back and dried for quite a long time afterwords.
When I was young, we always had mornings like this.
No doubt Jack the Ripper excused himself on the grounds that it was human nature.
In a very little time they got to the corner of the field by the side of the pine wood where Eeyore's house wasn't any longer. 'There!' said Eeyore. 'Not a stick of it left! Of course, I've still got all this snow to do what I like with. One mustn't complain.
To seem natural rather than to be natural.
When stuck in the river, it is best to dive and swim to the bank yourself before someone drops a large stone on your chest in an attempt to hoosh you there.
Tiggers don't like honey.
There must be somebody there, because somebody must have said "Nobody.
WHERE did you say it was?' asked Pooh. Just here,' said Eeyore. Made of sticks?' Yes' Oh!' said Piglet. What?' said Eeyore. I just said "Oh!"' said Piglet nervously. And so as to seem quite at ease he hummed Tiddely-pom once or twice in a what-shall-we-do-now kind of way.
I have a house where I go, When there's too many people, I have a house where I go Where no one can be; I have a house where I go, Where nobody ever says "no" Where no one says anything - so There is no one but me.
Walking with her man, Lost in a dream
It was a drowsy summer afternoon, and the Forest was full of gentle sounds, which all seemed to be saying to Pooh, 'Don't listen to Rabbit, listen to me.' So he got in a comfortable position for not listening to Rabbit.
And I’d say to myself as I looked so lazily down at the sea: “There’s nobody else in the world, and the world was made for me.
Pooh," said Rabbit kindly, "you haven't any brain." "I know," said Pooh humbly.
They wanted to come in after the pounds", explained Pooh, "so I let them. It's the best way to write poetry, letting things come.
He thought how sad it was to be an Animal who had never had a bunch of violets picked for him.
When having a smackerel of something with a friend, don't eat so much that you get stuck in the doorway trying to get out.
Hallo, Eeyore." "Same to you, Pooh Bear, and twice on Thursdays," said Eeyore gloomily. Before Pooh could say: 'Why Thursdays?' Christopher Robin began to explain the sad story of Eeyore's lost house.
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