Winnie the Pooh (Winnie-the-Pooh, #1)

by A.A. Milne

Once upon a time, a very long time ago now, about last Friday, Winnie-the-Pooh lived in a forest all by himself under the name of Sanders.

And then he got up, and said: “And the only reason for making honey is so as I can eat it.”

“I do remember, and then when I try to remember, I forget.”

“And if anyone knows anything about anything,” said Bear to himself, “it’s Owl who knows something about something,” he said, “or my name’s not Winnie-the-Pooh,” he said. “Which it is,” he added. “So there you are.”

“Takes all the Life out of them. Remember that another time, all of you. A little Consideration, a little Thought for Others, makes all the difference.”