One Does Not Argue About The Wind

It Is A Terrible Thing For An Author To Have A Lot Of People Running About His Book Without Any Invitation From Him At All.

Pooh Looked At His Two Paws. He Knew That One Of Them Was The Right, And He Knew That When You Had Decided Which One Of Them Was The Right, Then The Other One Was The Left, But He Never Could Remember How To Begin.

We'll Be Friends Forever, Won't We, Pooh?' Asked Piglet. Even Longer,' Pooh Answered.

One Of The Advantages Of Being Disorderly Is That One Is Constantly Making Exciting Discoveries.

Piglet: "how Do You Spell 'love'?" Winnie The Pooh: "you Don't Spell It...you Feel It."