House At Pooh Corner Quotes

#1. It is that word 'hunny,' my darlings, that marks the first place in The House at Pooh Corner at which Tonstant Weader fwowed up.

Dorothy Parker

#2. When my generation grew up, our only sources of knowledge were books, teachers, parents and friends. The encyclopedia was an item of luxury. We faced big limits in what we could learn, where we could be and who we could reach.

Vivek Wadhwa

#3. What are the comprehensible terrors of man compared with the interlinked terrors and wonders of God!

Herman Melville

#4. A PhD in Mathematics is three years of guessing it wrong, plus one week of getting it right and writing a dissertation.

Keith Devlin

#5. Even though he is mad and I am sane.

Iain Banks

#6. There are poor men out there. And rich ones. Rich men never wait for nothing, so why would they be good? Good men are poor, because they have to count on others' kindnesses.

A.C. Gaughen

#7. To know the good is a dangerous thing; to know it for sure is usually fatal for somebody.

Allen Wheelis

#8. And if you couldn't be loved, the next best thing was to be let alone.

L.M. Montgomery

#9. The outlines of the needed psychology of becoming can be discovered by looking within ourselves; for it is knowledge of our own uniqueness that supplies the first, and probably the best, hints for acquiring orderly knowledge of others.

Gordon W. Allport

#10. Understand." Allie said, "Well, I don't know that we would need to go that far." He relaxed his grip on the phone. The two young girls just behind him could not stop laughing. They kept dissolving in cascades of giggles, sputtering and squeaking. What did girls that age find so

Anne Tyler

#11. You are the ruler of a kingdom, and whatever you think and feel becomes the law of your kingdom
the law within your body.

Rhonda Byrne

#12. It's your fault, Eeyore. You've never been to see any of us. You just stay here in this one corner of the Forest waiting for the others to come to you. Why don't you go to THEM sometimes?

A.A. Milne

#13. 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.

A.A. Milne