And That, Said John, Is That.

What Ever Fortune Brings, Don't Be Afraid Of Doing Things.

Something Feels Funny. I Must Be Thinking Too Hard.

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.

Here Is Edward Bear, Coming Downstairs Now, Bump, Bump, Bump, On The Back Of His Head, Behind Christopher Robin. It Is, As Far As He Knows, The Only Way Of Coming Downstairs, But Sometimes He Feels That There Really Is Another Way, If Only He Could Stop Bumping For A Moment And Think Of It. And Then He Feels That Perhaps There Isn't.

I Did Know Once, Only I've Sort Of Forgotten.