Something feels funny. I must be thinking too hard.

No brain at all, some of them [people], only grey fluff that's blown into their heads by mistake, and they don't Think.

Wherever I am, there's always Pooh, There's always Pooh and Me. Whatever I do, he wants to do, "Where are you going today?" says Pooh: "Well, that's very odd 'cos I was too. Let's go together," says Pooh, says he. "Let's go together," says Pooh.

It is hard to be brave, when you're only a Very Small Animal.

Bores can be divided into two classes; those who have their own particular subject, and those who do not need a subject.

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

One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries.