I Do Remember, And Then When I

There Are Some People Who Begin The Zoo At The Beginning, Called Wayin, And Walk As Quickly As They Can Past Every Cage Until They Get To The One Called Wayout, But The Nicest People Go Straight To The Animal They Love The Most, And Stay There.

Here Is Edward Bear, Coming Downstairs Now, Bump, Bump, Bump, On The Back Of His Head, Behind Christopher Robin. It Is, As Far As He Knows, The Only Way Of Coming Downstairs, But Sometimes He Feels That There Really Is Another Way, If Only He Could Stop Bumping For A Moment And Think Of It. And Then He Feels That Perhaps There Isn't.

The Third-rate Mind Is Only Happy When It Is Thinking With The Majority. The Second-rate Mind Is Only Happy When It Is Thinking With The Minority. The First-rate Mind Is Only Happy When It Is Thinking.

Nobody Can Be Uncheered With A Balloon.

But [pooh] Couldn't Sleep. The More He Tried To Sleep The More He Couldn't. He Tried Counting Sheep, Which Is Sometimes A Good Way Of Getting To Sleep, And, As That Was No Good, He Tried Counting Heffalumps. And That Was Worse. Because Every Heffalump That He Counted Was Making Straight For A Pot Of Pooh's Honey, And Eating It All. For Some Minutes He Lay There Miserably, But When The Five Hundred And Eighty-seventh Heffalump Was Licking Its Jaws, And Saying To Itself, "very Good Honey This, I Don't Know When I've Tasted Better," Pooh Could Bear It No Longer.