A. A. Milne Quotes

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They're changing guard at Buckingham Palace—
Christopher Robin went down with Alice.
Alice is marrying one of the guard.
'A soldier's life is terrible hard,'
Says Alice.

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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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Halfway down the stairs
Is a stair
Where I sit.
There isn't any
Other stair
Quite like
It.
I'm not at the bottom,
I'm not at the top;
So this is the stair
Where
I always
Stop.

Halfway up the stairs
Isn't up,
Isn't down.
It isn't in the nursery,
It isn't in the town.
And all sorts of funny thoughts
Run round my head:
"It isn't really
Anywhere!
It's somewhere else
Instead!"

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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.

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Because my spelling is Wobbly. It's good spelling but it Wobbles, and the letters get in the wrong places.

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'Pathetic,' he [Eeyore] said. 'That's what it is. Pathetic.'

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Pooh," said Rabbit kindly, "you haven't any brain." "I know," said Pooh humbly.

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"Hello Rabbit, is that you?"
"Let's pretend it isn't", said Rabbit, "and see what happens."

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"How long does getting thin take?" Pooh asked anxiously.

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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.

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You gave me Christopher Robin, and then You breathed new life in Pooh. Whatever of each has left my pen Goes homing back to you. My book is ready, and comes to greet The mother it longs to see — It would be my present to you, my sweet, If it weren't your gift to me.

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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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On Tuesday, when it hails and snows, The feeling on me grows and grows That hardly anybody knows If those are these or these are those.

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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.

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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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'The more it snows, tiddely pom—''Tiddely what?' said Piglet.'Pom,' said Pooh. 'I put that in to make it more hummy.'

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"I don't see much sense in that," said Rabbit.
"No," said Pooh humbly, "there isn't. But there was going to be when I began it. It's just that something happened to it on the way."

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And I'd say to myself as I looked so lazily down at the sea: There's nobody else in the world, and the world was made for me.

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"That's what Jagulars always do", said Pooh, much interested. "They call 'Help! Help!' and then when you look up, they drop on you."

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Piglet took Pooh's arm, in case Pooh was frightened.

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I have a house where I go,
When there's too many people,
I have a house where I go
Where no one can be;
I have a house where I go,
Where nobody ever says "no"
Where no one says anything - so
There is no one but me.

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It was just as if somebody inside him were saying, "Now then, Pooh, time for a little something."

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To her- Hand in hand we come Christopher Robin and I To lay this book in your lap. Say you're surprised? Say you like it? Say it's just what you wanted? Because it's yours- because we love you.

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Piglet was so excited at the idea of being Useful that he forgot to be frightened any more, and when Rabbit went on to say that Kangas were only Fierce during the winter months, being at other times of an Affectionate Disposition, he could hardly sit still, he was so eager to begin being useful at once.

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Now then, Pooh," said Christopher Robin, "where's your boat?" "I ought to say," explained Pooh as they walked down to the shore of the island, "that it isn't just an ordinary sort of boat. Sometimes it's a Boat, and sometimes it's more of an Accident. It all depends." "Depends on what?" "On whether I'm on the top of it or underneath it.

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