What Ever Fortune Brings, Don't Be Afraid

The Things That Make Me Different Are The Things That Make Me.

By The Time It Came To The Edge Of The Forest, The Stream Had Grown Up, So That It Was Almost A River, And, Being Grown-up, It Did Not Run And Jump And Sparkle Along As It Used To Do When It Was Younger, But Moved More Slowly. For It Knew Now Where It Was Going, And It Said To Itself, “there Is No Hurry. We Shall Get There Some Day.” But All The Little Streams Higher Up In The Forest Went This Way And That, Quickly, Eagerly, Having So Much To Find Out Before It Was Too Late.

On Tuesday, When It Hails And Snows, The Feeling On Me Grows And Grows That Hardly Anybody Knows If Those Are These Or These Are Those.

When You Do The Things That You Can Do, You Will Find A Way.

When You Wake Up In The Morning, Pooh," Said Piglet At Last, "what's The First Thing You Say To Yourself?" "what's For Breakfast?" Said Pooh. "what Do You Say, Piglet?" "i Say, I Wonder What's Going To Happen Exciting Today?" Said Piglet. Pooh Nodded Thoughtfully. "it's The Same Thing," He Said.