And how are you?" said Winnie-the-Pooh. Eeyore shook his head from side to side. "Not very how," he said. "I don't seem to have felt at all how for a long time." "Dear, dear," said Pooh, "I'm sorry about that. Let's have a look at you.

Think it over, think it under.

That's what Tiggers do best!

Piglet: "How do you spell 'love'?" Winnie the Pooh: "You don't spell it...you feel it."

And really, it wasn’t much good having anything exciting like floods, if you couldn’t share them with somebody.

Food is a subject of conversation more spiritually refreshing even than the weather, for the number of possible remarks about the weather is limited, whereas of food you can talk on and on and on.

The spring has sprung, the grass is rizz. I wonder where them birdies is?