One does not argue about The Wind in the Willows.

Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.

What I say is that, if a man really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow.

So perhaps the best thing to do is to stop writing Introductions and get on with the book.

Now then, Pooh," said Christopher Robin, "where's your boat?" "I ought to say," explained Pooh as they walked down to the shore of the island, "that it isn't just an ordinary sort of boat. Sometimes it's a Boat, and sometimes it's more of an Accident. It all depends." "Depends on what?" "On whether I'm on the top of it or underneath it.

Dig a little deeper. Think of something that we've never thought of before.

If one is to be called a liar, one may as well make an effort to deserve the name.