Promise me you’ll always remember: You’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.
Pooh, said Rabbit kindly, you haven’t any brain. I know, said Pooh humbly.
Always watch where you are going. Otherwise, you may step on a piece of the Forest that was left out by mistake.
No brain at all, some of them [people], only grey fluff that’s blown into their heads by mistake, and they don’t Think.
You can’t stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.
When I was One,
I had just begun.
When I was Two,
I was nearly new.
When I was Three
I was hardly me.
When I was Four,
I was not much more.
When I was Five, I was just alive.
But now I am Six, I’m as clever as clever,
So I think I’ll be six now for ever and ever.
One of the advantages of being disorganized is that one is always having surprising discoveries.
Rabbit’s clever, said Pooh thoughtfully.Yes, said Piglet, Rabbit’s clever.And he has Brain.Yes, said Piglet, Rabbit has Brain.There was a long silence.I suppose, said Pooh, that that’s why he never understands anything.
It’s snowing still, said Eeyore gloomily.So it is.And freezing.Is it?Yes, said Eeyore. However, he said, brightening up a little, we haven’t had an earthquake lately.
When I was One,I had just begun.When I was Two,I was nearly new.When I was ThreeI was hardly me.When I was Four,I was not much more.When I was Five, I was just alive.But now I am Six, I’m as clever as clever,So I think I’ll be six now for ever and ever.
On Wednesday, when the sky is blue,
and I have nothing else to do,
I sometimes wonder if it’s true
That who is what and what is who.”
– Winnie-the-Pooh
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.
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.
And by and by Christopher Robin came to the end of things, and he was silent, and he sat there, looking out over the world, just wishing it wouldn’t stop.