A. A. Milne Quotes
Alan Alexander "A. A." Milne (/?m?ln/; 18 January 1882 – 31 January 1956) was an English author, best known for his books about the teddy bear Winnie-the-Pooh and for various poems. Milne was a noted writer, primarily as a playwright, before the huge success of Pooh overshadowed all his previous work. Milne served in both World Wars, joining the British Army in World War I, and was a captain of the British Home Guard in World War II
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If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.
Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.
“One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries.”
When you see someone putting on his Big Boots, you can be pretty sure that an Adventure is going to happen.
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 along the way.
The Old Testament is responsible for more atheism, agnosticism, disbelief - call it what you will - than any book ever written; it has emptied more churches than all the counterattractions of cinema, motor bicycle and golf course.
How does one become butterfly?' Pooh asked pensively.'You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar,' Piglet replied.'You mean to die?' asked Pooh.'Yes and no,' he answered. 'What looks like you will die, but what's really you will live on.
Once upon a time there were three little foxes Who didn't wear stockings, and they didn't wear sockses, But they all had handkerchiefs to blow their noses, And they kept their handkerchiefs in cardboard boxes.
Good morning, Eeyore, said Pooh.Good morning, Pooh Bear, said Eeyore gloomily. If it is a good morning, which I doubt, said he.Why, what's the matter?Nothing, Pooh Bear, nothing. We can't all, and some of us don't. That's all there is to it.Can't all what? said Pooh, rubbing his nose.Gaiety. Song-and-dance. Here we go round the mulberry bush.