Come, come, come. Without a monster or two it's not a quest, merely a gaggle of friends wandering about.

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

I suppose that every one of us hopes secretly for immortality; to leave, I mean, a name behind him which will live forever in this world, whatever he may be doing, himself, in the next.

Oh, Eeyore, you are wet!” said Piglet, feeling him. Eeyore shook himself, and asked somebody to explain to Piglet what happened when you had been inside a river for quite a long time.

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

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

Turn around, Piglet. Step lightly, Pooh. This silly ol' dance is perfect for two.