WHERE did you say it was?' asked Pooh. Just here,' said Eeyore. Made of sticks?' Yes' Oh!' said Piglet. What?' said Eeyore. I just said "Oh!"' said Piglet nervously. And so as to seem quite at ease he hummed Tiddely-pom once or twice in a what-shall-we-do-now kind of way.
Pooh is able to accomplish what he does because he is simpleminded.
I wonder what Piglet is doing," thought Pooh. "I wish I were there to be doing it, too.
But I shall like my battle. This sort of day puts one in mood for it. Plenty of wood in the shed, jam and potatoes and apples in the cellar, hay and oats and Cressy in the barn. Pooh - what is winter?
Pooh hater,' I muttered under my breath. 'Winnie-the-Pooh was not a koala--why am I even arguing about this with you?
But it isn't easy,' said Pooh. 'Because Poetry and Hums aren't things which you get, they're things which get you. And all you can do is to go where they can find you.
Sometimes,' said Pooh, 'the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.
It is that word 'hunny,' my darlings, that marks the first place in The House at Pooh Corner at which Tonstant Weader fwowed up.
Rabbit's clever," said Pooh thoughtfully. "Yes," said Piglet, "Rabbit's clever. " "And he has Brain. " "Yes," said Piglet, "Rabbit has Brain. " There was a long silence. "I suppose," said Pooh, "that that's why he never understands anything.
We'll be Friends Forever, won't we, Pooh?' asked Piglet. Even longer,' Pooh answered.
We’ve got to get these guys to Bubba’s. Anyone got a clue how to do it? (Nick) They gotta be breathing? (Simi) Yes. (Nick and Caleb) Well, pooh. That just takes all the fun out of it. (Simi)
and don't you know that God is Pooh Bear?
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.
Mind over matter, will make the Pooh unfatter.
Turn around, Piglet. Step lightly, Pooh. This silly ol' dance is perfect for two.
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!
Winnie the Pooh seems to me to be a fundamental text on national security.
I like any big city. I like any place where you can see a guy with a pants-full of pooh fighting a ghost.
Being a mother is the perfect experience for any writer. You learn how to not waste time. The writing hours become incredibly precious and concentrated because the rest of your day is completely packed with diapers, edible liquid foods that look like pooh, tiny bathtubs, and unconditional love.
Piglet: "How do you spell 'love'?" Winnie the Pooh: "You don't spell it. . . you feel it. "
