Occupation: Author Birth: January 18, 1882 Death: January 31, 1956
If you want to make a song more hummy, add a few tiddely poms..
When late morning rolls around and you're feeling a bit out of sorts, don't worry; you're probably just a little eleven o'clockish..
It is impossible to win gracefully at chess. No man has yet said "Mate!" in a voice which failed to sound to his opponent bitter, boastful and malici….
Well,” said Owl, “the customary procedure in such cases is as follows.” “What does Crustimoney Proseedcake mean?” said Pooh. “For I am a Bear of Very….
Something feels funny. I must be thinking too hard..
If the person you are talking to doesn't appear to be listening, be patient. It may simply be that he has a small piece of fluff in his ear..
Almost anyone can be an author; the business is to collect money and fame from this state of being..
A quotation is a handy thing to have about, saving one the trouble of thinking for oneself, always a laborious business..
Wherever I am, there's always Pooh, There's always Pooh and Me. Whatever I do, he wants to do, "Where are you going today?" says Pooh: "Well, that's ….
Nobody can be uncheered with a balloon..
Christopher Robin was home by this time, because it was the afternoon, and he was so glad to see them that they stayed there until very nearly tea-ti….
When I was One, I had just begun. When I was Two, I was nearly new. When I was Three I was hardly me. When I was Four, I was not much more. When I wa….
My spelling is Wobbly. It's good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places..
You never can tell with bees..
Did you ever stop to think, and forget to start again?.
Before beginning a Hunt, it is wise to ask someone what you are looking for before you begin looking for it..
If the English language had been properly organized ... then there would be a word which meant both 'he' and 'she', and I could write, 'If John or Ma….
Sing Ho for the Life of a Bear.
They wanted to come in after the pounds", explained Pooh, "so I let them. It's the best way to write poetry, letting things come..
If possible, try to find a way to come downstairs that doesn't involve going bump, bump, bump, on the back of your head..
Piglet was so excited at the idea of being Useful that he forgot to be frightened any more, and when Rabbit went on to say that Kangas were only Fier….