When you are a Bear of Very Little Brain, and you Think of Things, you find sometimes that a Thing which seemed very Thingish inside you is quite different when it gets out into the open and has other people looking at it.

A pipe in the mouth makes it clear that there has been no mistake-you are undoubtedly a man.

Eeyore, the old grey donkey, stood by the side of the stream and looked at himself in the water. "Pathetic," he said. "That's what it is. Pathetic."

To the uneducated, an A is just three sticks.

You can't stay in your corner of the forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.

What I like doing best is Nothing.

Something feels funny. I must be thinking too hard.