It Is Hard To Be Brave, When

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."

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

But [pooh] Couldn't Sleep. The More He Tried To Sleep The More He Couldn't. He Tried Counting Sheep, Which Is Sometimes A Good Way Of Getting To Sleep, And, As That Was No Good, He Tried Counting Heffalumps. And That Was Worse. Because Every Heffalump That He Counted Was Making Straight For A Pot Of Pooh's Honey, And Eating It All. For Some Minutes He Lay There Miserably, But When The Five Hundred And Eighty-seventh Heffalump Was Licking Its Jaws, And Saying To Itself, "very Good Honey This, I Don't Know When I've Tasted Better," Pooh Could Bear It No Longer.

If Ever There Is Tomorrow When We're Not Together... There Is Something You Must Always Remember. You Are Braver Than You Believe, Stronger Than You Seem, And Smarter Than You Think. But The Most Important Thing Is, Even If We're Apart... I'll Always Be With You.

When You Are A Bear Of Very Little Brain, And You Think Of Things, You Find Sometimes That A Thing Which Seemed Very Thingish Inside You Is Quite Different When It Gets Out Into The Open And Has Other People Looking At It.