This writing business. Pencils and what-not. Over-rated, if you ask me. Silly stuff. Nothing in it.
When having a smackerel of something with a friend, don’t eat so much that you get stuck in the doorway trying to get out.
Spring has sprung, the grass has riz, I wonder where the birdie is.
No doubt Jack the Ripper excused himself on the grounds that it was human nature.
But now I am six. And I’m clever as clever. And now I think I’ll stay six now forever and ever.
Before beginning a Hunt, it is wise to ask someone what you are looking for before you begin looking for it.
It’s always useful to know where a friend-and-relation is, whether you want him or whether you don’t.
If ever there is a tomorrow when we’re not together there is something you must always remember...
One does not argue about The Wind in the Willows.
Nowhere can I think so happily as in a train.
I suppose this is the reason why diaries are so rarely kept nowadays- that nothing ever happens to anybody.
Why does a silly bird go on saying “chiff-chaff” all day long? Is it happiness or hiccups?
Don’t underestimate the value of Doing Nothing.
I do like a little bit of butter to my bread.
Owl hasn’t exactly got Brain, but he Knows Things.
That’s what Tiggers do best!
Chess has this in common with making poetry; that the desire for it comes upon the amateur in gusts.
There was once an old sailor my grandfather knew, Who had so many things which he wanted to do That, whenever he thought it was time to begin, He couldn’t because of the state he was in.
When I was young, we always had mornings like this.
Time for a little something.
Any day spent with you is my favorite day. So today is my new favorite day.