Nobody Can Be Uncheered With A Balloon.

Nowhere Can I Think So Happily As In A Train.

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.

Some People Care Too Much. I Think It's Called Love.

A Fly Can't Bird, But A Bird Can Fly.

And Really, It Wasn’t Much Good Having Anything Exciting Like Floods, If You Couldn’t Share Them With Somebody.