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Cottleston, cottleston, cottleston pie,A fly can't bird, but a bird can fly.Ask me a riddle and I reply,Cottleston, cottleston, cottleston pie.
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'Nearly eleven o'clock,' said Pooh happily. 'You're just in time for a little smackerel of something.'
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Tiggers don't like honey.
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'It is hard to be brave,' said Piglet, sniffing slightly, 'when you're only a Very Small Animal.'
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Pooh looked at his two paws. He knew that one of them was the right, and he knew that when you had decided which one of them was the right, then the other one was the left, but he never could remember how to begin.
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One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries.
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When you wake up in the morning, Pooh," said Piglet at last, "what's the first thing you say to yourself?" "What's for breakfast?" said Pooh. "What do you say, Piglet?" "I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?" said Piglet. Pooh nodded thoughtfully. "It's the same thing," he said.
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When stuck in the river, it is best to dive and swim to the bank yourself before someone drops a large stone on your chest in an attempt to hoosh you there.
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Never forget me, because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
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When we asked Pooh what the opposite of an Introduction was, he said 'The what of a what?' which didn't help us as much as we had hoped, but luckily Owl kept his head and told us that the Opposite of an Introduction, my dear Pooh, was a Contradiction; and, as he is very good at long words, I am sure that that's what it is.
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A writer wants something more than money for his work: he wants permanence.
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It is a terrible thing for an author to have a lot of people running about his book without any invitation from him at all.
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We can't all and some of us don't. That's all there is to it.
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Is 'The Wind in the Willows' a children's book? Is 'Alice in Wonderland?' Is 'Treasure Island?' These are masterpieces which we read with pleasure as children, but with how much more pleasure when we are grown-up.
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I suppose that every one of us hopes secretly for immortality; to leave, I mean, a name behind him which will live forever in this world, whatever he may be doing, himself, in the next.
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I gave up writing children's books. I wanted to escape from them as I had once wanted to escape from 'Punch': as I have always wanted to escape. In vain.
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Bores can be divided into two classes; those who have their own particular subject, and those who do not need a subject.
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Christopher Robin ... just said it had an "x."' 'It isn't their necks I mind,' said Piglet earnestly. 'It's their teeth.
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I suppose that by this time they had finished their dressing. Roger Scurvilegs tells us nothing on such important matters; no doubt from modesty. "Next morning they rose," he says, and disappoints us of a picture of Udo brushing his hair.
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'Well,' said Pooh, 'what I like best—' and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called.
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If one is to be called a liar, one may as well make an effort to deserve the name.
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It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words, like 'What about lunch?'
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Then Christopher Robin and Winnie the Pooh walked hand in hand down the forest path and they said goodbye. So they went off together. But wherever they go, and whatever happens to them on the way, in that enchanted place on the top of the forest a little boy and his bear will always be playing.
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She turned to the sunlight And shook her yellow head, And whispered to her neighbor: "Winter is dead.
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