A. A. Milne Quotes

So he started to climb out of the hole. He pulled with his front paws, and pushed with his back paws, and in a little while his nose was in the open again ... and then his ears ... and then his front paws ... and then his shoulders ... and then-'Oh, help!' said Pooh, 'I'd better go back,' 'Oh bother!' said Pooh, 'I shall have to go on.' 'I can't do either!' said Pooh, 'Oh help and bother!

Sing Ho for the Life of a Bear

To the uneducated, an A is just three sticks.

For one person who dreams of making fifty thousand pounds, a hundred people dream of being left fifty thousand pounds.

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

In a very little time they got to the corner of the field by the side of the pine wood where Eeyore's house wasn't any longer. 'There!' said Eeyore. 'Not a stick of it left! Of course, I've still got all this snow to do what I like with. One mustn't complain.

I have been Foolish and Deluded, and I am a Bear of No Brain at All.

But, of course, it isn't really Good-bye, because the Forest will always be there... and anybody who is Friendly with Bears can find it.

Come, come, come. Without a monster or two it's not a quest, merely a gaggle of friends wandering about.

I'll give you three guesses, Rabbit. Digging holes in the ground? Wrong. Leaping from branch to branch of a young oak tree? Wrong. Waiting for somebody to help me out of the river? Right. Give Rabbit time, and he'll always get the answer.

Chess has this in common with making poetry; that the desire for it comes upon the amateur in gusts.

I suppose this is the reason why diaries are so rarely kept nowadays- that nothing ever happens to anybody.

The Old Testament is responsible for more atheism, agnosticism, disbelief - call it what you will - than any book ever written; it has emptied more churches than all the counterattractions of cinema, motor bicycle and golf course.

And I’d say to myself as I looked so lazily down at the sea: “There’s nobody else in the world, and the world was made for me.

Sometimes I sits and thinks, and sometimes I just sits.

What day is it?" It's today," squeaked Piglet. My favorite day," said Pooh.

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.

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

How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.

Turn around, Piglet. Step lightly, Pooh. This silly ol' dance is perfect for two.

It is a terrible thing for an author to have a lot of people running about his book without any invitation from him at all.

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

It's so much more friendly with two.

Owl explained about the Necessary Dorsal Muscles. He had explained this to Pooh and Christopher Robin once before and had been waiting for a chance to do it again, because it is a thing you can easily explain twice before anybody knows what you are talking about.

I just wanted to be sure of you.

Pay attention to where you are going because without meaning you might get nowhere.

If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.

Tut, Tut, looks like rain

Be sure to put the knocker fairly low on your door in case a very small friend drops by.

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

I suppose that by this time they had finished their dressing. Roger Scurvilegs tells us nothing on such important matters; no doubt from modesty. "Next morning they rose," he says, and disappoints us of a picture of Udo brushing his hair.

Nowhere can I think so happily as in a train.

It's snowing still," said Eeyore gloomily. "So it is." "And freezing." "Is it?" "Yes," said Eeyore. "However," he said, brightening up a little, "we haven't had an earthquake lately.

I don’t feel very much like Pooh today," said Pooh. "There there," said Piglet. "I’ll bring you tea and honey until you do.

And really, it wasn’t much good having anything exciting like floods, if you couldn’t share them with somebody.

Piglet opened the letter box and climbed in. Then, having untied himself, he began to squeeze into the slit, through which in the old days when front doors were front doors, many an unexpected letter than WOL had written to himself, had come slipping.

That's right," said Eeyore. "Sing. Umty-tiddly, umty-too. Here we go gathering Nuts and May. Enjoy yourself." "I am," said Pooh.

It looks like a bothering sort of day.

Eeyore, the old grey donkey, stood by the side of the stream and looked at himself in the water. "Pathetic," he said. "That's what it is. Pathetic."

I found a little beetle, so that beetle was his name

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.

It was a drowsy summer afternoon, and the Forest was full of gentle sounds, which all seemed to be saying to Pooh, 'Don't listen to Rabbit, listen to me.' So he got in a comfortable position for not listening to Rabbit.

You can't stay in your corner of the forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.

The hardest part is what to leave behind, ... It's time to let go!

Any day spent with you is my favorite day. So today is my new favorite day.

The average man finds life very uninteresting as it is. And I think the reason why is that he is always waiting for something to happen to him instead of setting to work to make things happen

Oh Tigger, where are your manners?" "I don’t know, but I bet they’re having more fun than I am.

Pooh," said Rabbit kindly, "you haven't any brain." "I know," said Pooh humbly.