Never forget me, because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.

I don't see much sense in that," said Rabbit. "No," said Pooh humbly, "there isn't. But there was going to be when I began it. It's just that something happened to it along the way.

That's right," said Eeyore. "Sing. Umty-tiddly, umty-too. Here we go gathering Nuts and May. Enjoy yourself." "I am," said Pooh.

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

Chess has this in common with making poetry; that the desire for it comes upon the amateur in gusts.

Forever isn't long at all, Christopher, as long as I'm with you.

You can't stay in your corner of the forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.