What Ever Fortune Brings, Don't Be Afraid

Well," Said Pooh, "what I Like Best," And Then He Had To Stop And Think. Because Although Eating Honey Was A Very Good Thing To Do, There Was A Moment Just Before You Began To Eat It Which Was Better Than When You Were, But He Didn't Know What It Was Called.

What I Say Is That, If A Man Really Likes Potatoes, He Must Be A Pretty Decent Sort Of Fellow.

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.

My Spelling Is Wobbly. It's Good Spelling But It Wobbles, And The Letters Get In The Wrong Places.

Pooh," Said Rabbit Kindly, "you Haven't Any Brain." "i Know," Said Pooh Humbly.