The third-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the majority. The second-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking with the minority. The first-rate mind is only happy when it is thinking.
Almost anyone can be an author; the business is to collect money and fame from this state of being.
You will be better advised to watch what we do instead of what we say.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
My spelling is Wobbly. It’s good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places.
To the uneducated, an A is just three sticks.
What I say is that, if a fellow really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow.
One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries.
Just because an animal is large, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t want kindness; however big Tigger seems to be, remember that he wants as much kindness as Roo.
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.
Always watch where you are going. Otherwise, you may step on a piece of the Forest that was left out by mistake.
Food is a subject of conversation more spiritually refreshing even than the weather, for the number of possible remarks about the weather is limited, whereas of food you can talk on and on and on.
Ideas may drift into other minds, but they do not drift my way. I have to go and fetch them. I know no work manual or mental to equal the appalling heart-breaking anguish of fetching an idea from nowhere.
A little Consideration, a little Thought for Others, makes all the difference.
This writing business. Pencils and what-not. Over-rated, if you ask me. Silly stuff. Nothing in it.
The Old Testament is responsible for more atheism, agnosticism, disbelief – call it what you will – than any book ever written; it has emptied more churches than all the counterattractions of cinema, motor bicycle and golf course.
A day without a friend is like a pot without a single drop of honey left inside.
So perhaps the best thing to do is to stop writing Introductions and get on with the book.
Come, come, come. Without a monster or two it’s not a quest, merely a gaggle of friends wandering about.
It’s not much of a tail, but I’m sort of attached to it.