Sometimes,' said Pooh, 'the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.
I might have known,โ said Eeyore. โAfter all, one canโt complain. I have my friends. Somebody spoke to me only yesterday. And was it last week or the week before that Rabbit bumped into me and said โBother!โ. The Social Round. Always something going on.
A day without a friend is like a pot without a single drop of honey left inside.
No doubt Jack the Ripper excused himself on the grounds that it was human nature.
Something feels funny. I must be thinking too hard.
This writing business. Pencils and what-not. Over-rated, if you ask me. Silly stuff. Nothing in it.