How Sweet To Be A Cloud. Floating

Never Forget Me, Because If I Thought You Would, I'd Never Leave.

No Brain At All, Some Of Them [people], Only Grey Fluff That's Blown Into Their Heads By Mistake, And They Don't Think.

I Might Have Known,” Said Eeyore. “after All, One Can’t Complain. I Have My Friends. Somebody Spoke To Me Only Yesterday. And Was It Last Week Or The Week Before That Rabbit Bumped Into Me And Said ‘bother!’. The Social Round. Always Something Going On.

But, Of Course, It Isn't Really Good-bye, Because The Forest Will Always Be There... And Anybody Who Is Friendly With Bears Can Find It.

Tell The Innocent Visitor From Another World That Two People Were Killed At Serajevo, And That The Best That Europe Could Do About It Was To Kill Eleven Million More.