Good morning, Eeyore," said Pooh. "Good morning, Pooh Bear," said Eeyore gloomily. "If it is a good morning, which I doubt," said he. "Why, what's the matter?" "Nothing, Pooh Bear, nothing. We can't all, and some of us don't. That's all there is to it." "Can't all what?" said Pooh, rubbing his nose. "Gaiety. Song-and-dance. Here we go round the mulberry bush.

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

When you do the things that you can do, you will find a way.

Sing Ho for the Life of a Bear

I just wanted to be sure of you.

Drinking your milk and talking at the same time may result in your having to be patted on the back and dried for quite a long time afterwords.

I might have known,” said Eeyore. “After all, one can’t 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 ‘Bother!’. The Social Round. Always something going on.