Piglet opened the letter box and climbed in. Then, having untied himself, he began to squeeze into the slit, through which in the old days when front doors were front doors, many an unexpected letter than WOL had written to himself, had come slipping.

I do like a little bit of butter to my bread.

It's always useful to know where a friend-and-relation is, whether you want him or whether you don't.

Mind over matter, will make the Pooh unfatter.

You will be better advised to watch what we do instead of what we say.

Of beer, an enthusiast has said that it could never be bad, but that some brands might be better than others.

Well," said Pooh, "what I like best," and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called.