Pooh," said Rabbit kindly, "you haven't any brain." "I know," said Pooh humbly.

On Monday, when the sun is hot, I wonder to myself a lot. Now is it true, or is it not, that what is which and which is what?

If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.

The third-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the majority. The second-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the minority. The first-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking.

Be sure to put the knocker fairly low on your door in case a very small friend drops by.

Nowhere can I think so happily as in a train.

I just wanted to be sure of you.