She also considered very seriously what she would look like in a little cottage in the middle of the forest, dressed in a melancholy gray and holding communion only with the birds and trees; a life of retirement away from the vain world; a life into which no man came. It had its attractions, but she decided that gray did not suit her.

Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes I just sits.

The Dormouse looked out, and he said with a sigh: "I suppose all these people know better than I. It was silly, perhaps, but I did like the view Of geraniums (red) and delphiniums (blue).

Something feels funny. I must be thinking too hard.

I was walking along looking for somebody, and then suddenly I wasn't anymore.

What day is it?" It's today," squeaked Piglet. My favorite day," said Pooh.

The more he looked inside the more Piglet wasn't there.