One Does Not Argue About The Wind

I Wonder What Piglet Is Doing," Thought Pooh. "i Wish I Were There To Be Doing It, Too.

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.

The Average Man Finds Life Very Uninteresting As It Is. And I Think The Reason Why Is That He Is Always Waiting For Something To Happen To Him Instead Of Setting To Work To Make Things Happen

But Piglet Is So Small That He Slips Into A Pocket, Where It Is Very Comfortable To Feel Him When You Are Not Quite Sure Whether Twice Seven Is Twelve Or Twenty-two.

When You See Someone Putting On His Big Boots, You Can Be Pretty Sure That An Adventure Is Going To Happen.