Friendship," said Christopher Robin, "is a very comforting thing to have.

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

You never can tell with bees.

When you wake up in the morning, Pooh," said Piglet at last, "what's the first thing you say to yourself?" "What's for breakfast?" said Pooh. "What do you say, Piglet?" "I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?" said Piglet. Pooh nodded thoughtfully. "It's the same thing," he said.

There was once an old sailor my grandfather knew, Who had so many things which he wanted to do That, whenever he thought it was time to begin, He couldn't because of the state he was in.

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

Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.