“It is the best way to write poetry, letting things come." -Winnie-the-Pooh” — A.A. Milne Copy Share Image
“It's your fault, Eeyore. You've never been to see any of us. You just stay here in this one corner of the Forest waiting… — A.A. Milne Copy Share Image
“That's what Jagulars always do," said Pooh, much interested. "They call 'Help! Help!' and then when you look up, they drop on you." "I'm… — A.A. Milne Copy Share Image
“Here I am in the dark alone, What is it going to be? I can think whatever I like to think, I can play… — A.A. Milne Copy Share Image
“If you stop painting policemen in order to paint windmills, criticism remains so overpoweringly policeman-conscious that even a windmill is seen as something with… — A.A. Milne Copy Share Image
“Hallo, Pooh,” said Rabbit. “Hallo, Rabbit,” said Pooh dreamily. “Did you make that song up?” “Well, I sort of made it up,” said Pooh.… — A.A. Milne Copy Share Image
“So wherever I am, there's always Pooh, There's always Pooh and Me. "What would I do?" I said to Pooh, "If it wasn't for… — A.A. Milne Copy Share Image
“Would you mind coming with me, Piglet, in case they turn out to be Hostile Animals?” — A.A. Milne Copy Share Image
“Where am I going? I don't quite know. Down to the stream where the king-cups grow- Up on a hill where the pine-trees blow-… — A.A. Milne Copy Share Image
“We'll be Friends Forever, won't we, Pooh?' asked Piglet. Even longer,' Pooh answered.” Winnie-the-Pooh” — A.A. Milne Copy Share Image
“Hello, Rabbit,' he said, 'is that you?' 'Let's pretend it isn't,' said Rabbit, 'and see what happens.” — A.A. Milne Copy Share Image
