Piglet noticed that even though he had a Very Small Heart, it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude.
A. A. MilneTo her- Hand in hand we come Christopher Robin and I To lay this book in your lap. Say you're surprised? Say you like it? Say it's just what you wanted? Because it's yours- because we love you.
A. A. MilneYou gave me Christopher Robin, and then You breathed new life in Pooh. Whatever of each has left my pen Goes homing back to you. My book is ready, and comes to greet The mother it longs to see -- It would be my present to you, my sweet, If it weren't your gift to me.
A. A. MilneBy 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, โThere is no hurry. We shall get there some day.โ 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.
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