A.A.Milne

After breakfast they went to see Piglet. Tigger, who had been hiding behind trees and jumping out on Pooh’s shadow when it wasn’t looking, said that Tiggers were only bouncy before breakfast, and that as soon as they’d had a few haycorns they became Quiet and Refined. ~A.A.Milne

I found a little beetle, so that Beetle was his name, And I called him Alexander and he answered just the same. I put him in a match-box, and I kept him all the day… And Nanny let my beetle out - And Beetle ran away. ~A.A.Milne

“Sometimes I liked the rain. Little by little the level of the water in the stream rose. And now I hoped it would go on raining, and that I would wake up to find it coming down hard. Perhaps I ought to put on Wellington boots and go and see what was happening.” ~C.R.Milne #rain

Slowly and slowly Dawns the new day… What’s become of John boy? No one can say. Some think that John boy Is lost on the hill; Some say he won’t come back, Some say he will. ~A.A.Milne

Piglet explained to Tigger that he mustn’t mind what Eeyore said because he was ALWAYS gloomy; and Eeyore explained to Piglet that, on the contrary, he was feeling particularly cheerful this morning; and Tigger explained to anybody that he hadn’t had any breakfast yet. ~A.A.Milne

There happened to be passing by A plump man with a twinkling eye, Who, seeing Teddy in the street, Raised him politely to his feet, And murmured kindly in his ear Soft words of comfort and of cheer: “Well, well!” “Allow me!” “Not at all.” “Tut-tut! A very nasty fall.” ~A.A.Milne

Let it rain! Who cares? I’ve a train upstairs, With a brake which I make From a string sort of thing. So that’s what I make, When the day’s all wet. It’s a good sort of brake But it hasn’t worked yet. ~A.A.Milne #MondayMotivation #rain

Pooh took his largest pot of honey and escaped with it to a broad branch of his tree and then he climbed down again and escaped with another pot… and when the whole Escape was finished, there was Pooh sitting on his branch and beside him were ten pots of honey. ~A.A.Milne #rain

Piglet told himself that never in all his life, and he was goodness knows HOW old - three, was it, or four? - never had he seen so much rain. “If only,” he thought, as he looked out of the window, “I had been in Pooh’s house, then I would have had Company.” ~A.A.Milne #rain

"I found courage in the countryside, in nature. Being alone never frightened me, even at night, provided I was in contact with my surroundings - with the grass underfoot, with the dim shapes of trees and distant mountains. This was what I clung to." ~C.R.Milne #FridayFeeling

Tigger told Roo all about the things that Tiggers could do. “Can they fly?” asked Roo. “Yes,” said Tigger, “they’re very good flyers, Tiggers are. Strornry good flyers.” “Oo!” said Roo. “Can they fly as well as Owl?” “Yes,” said Tigger. “Only they don’t want to.” ~A.A.Milne

No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes. It’s flying from somewhere As fast as it can, I couldn’t keep up with it, Not if I ran. ~A.A.Milne

Piglet was still a little anxious about Tigger, who was a very Bouncy Animal, with a way of saying How-do-you-do, which always left your ears full of sand, even after Kanga had said, “Gently, Tigger dear,” and had helped you up again. ~A.A.Milne #TuesdayFeeling

Here I go up in my swing Ever so high. I am the King of the fields, and the King Of the town. I am the King of the earth, and the King Of the Sky. Here I go up in my swing… Now I go down. ~A.A.Milne

They played Poohsticks. And Eeyore, who had never played before, won more times than anybody else; and Roo fell in twice, the first time by accident and the second time on purpose, because he saw Kanga coming from the Forest, and he knew he’d have to go to bed anyhow. ~A.A.Milne

One day Rabbit and Piglet were sitting outside Pooh’s front door, and Pooh was sitting with them. It was a drowsy summer afternoon, and the Forest was full of gentle sounds, which all seemed to be saying to Pooh, “Don’t listen to Rabbit, listen to me.” ~A.A.Milne #heatwave

It was the first party to which Roo had ever been, and he was very excited. He began to talk and Kanga said, “Drink up your milk first, dear, and talk afterwards.” So Roo tried to do both at once... and had to be patted on the back and dried. ~A.A.Milne #FridayFeeling

Pooh sat down in the middle of the stream. The sun was so delightfully warm, and the stone, which had been sitting in it for a long time, was so-warm, too, that Pooh decided to go on being Pooh in the middle of the stream for the rest of the morning. ~A.A.Milne #summer

Eeyore turned round angrily on the others and said, “Everybody crowds round so in this Forest. There’s no Space. I never saw a more Spreading lot of animals in my life, and all in the wrong places. Can’t you SEE that Christopher Robin wants to be alone?” ~A.A.Milne #tuesdayvibe

“Sometimes I liked the rain. Little by little the level of the water in the stream rose. And now I hoped it would go on raining, and that I would wake up to find it coming down hard. Perhaps I ought to put on Wellington boots and go and see what was happening.” ~C.R.Milne #rain