Owl,' said Rabbit shortly, 'you and I have brains. The others have fluff. If there is easy thinking to be done in this Forest - and when I say thinking I mean thinking - you and I must do it.

If you were a cloud, and sailed up there, You'd sail on water as blue as air, And you'd see me here in the fields and say: 'Doesn't the sky look green today?

Supposing a tree fell down, Pooh, when we were underneath it?' 'Supposing it didn't,' said Pooh after careful thought. Piglet was comforted by this.

Almost anyone can be an author; the business is to collect money and fame from this state of being.

And that, said John, is that.

When carrying a jar of honey to give to a friend for his birthday, don't stop and eat it along the way.

If there ever comes a day when we can't be together, keep me in your heart. I'll stay there forever.