I have been Foolish and Deluded, and I am a Bear of No Brain at All.

She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: "Winter is dead.

That's what Tiggers do best!

Good morning, Eeyore," said Pooh. "Good morning, Pooh Bear," said Eeyore gloomily. "If it is a good morning, which I doubt," said he. "Why, what's the matter?" "Nothing, Pooh Bear, nothing. We can't all, and some of us don't. That's all there is to it." "Can't all what?" said Pooh, rubbing his nose. "Gaiety. Song-and-dance. Here we go round the mulberry bush.

Organizing is what you do before you do something, so that when you do it, it is not all mixed up.

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

A pekingeese is not a pet dog; he is an undersized lion.