If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
A. A. MilnePiglet 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.
A. A. MilneThere was once an old sailor my grandfather knew, Who had so many things which he wanted to do That, whenever he thought it was time to begin, He couldn't because of the state he was in.
A. A. Milne