Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.

I did know once, only I've sort of forgotten.

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

It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like "What about lunch?

But now I am six. And I'm clever as clever. And now I think I'll stay six now forever and ever.

Some people care too much. I think it's called love.

Here is Edward Bear, coming downstairs now, bump, bump, bump, on the back of his head, behind Christopher Robin. It is, as far as he knows, the only way of coming downstairs, but sometimes he feels that there really is another way, if only he could stop bumping for a moment and think of it. And then he feels that perhaps there isn't.