Christopher Robin was sitting outside his door, putting on his Big Boots. As soon as he saw the Big Boots, Pooh knew that an Adventure was going to happen, and he brushed the honey off his nose with the back of his paw, and spruced himself up as well as he could, so as to look ready for Anything.

Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes I just sits.

Sometimes,' said Pooh, 'the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.

It's so much more friendly with two.

What I like doing best is Nothing." "How do you do Nothing," asked Pooh after he had wondered for a long time. "Well, it's when people call out at you just as you're going off to do it, 'What are you going to do, Christopher Robin?' and you say, 'Oh, Nothing,' and then you go and do it. It means just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering." "Oh!" said Pooh.

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

If a statement is untrue, it is not the more respectable because it has been said in Latin.