We'll Be Friends Forever, Won't We, Pooh?'

When Late Morning Rolls Around And You're Feeling A Bit Out Of Sorts, Don't Worry; You're Probably Just A Little Eleven O'clockish.

A Proper Tea Is Much Nicer Than A Very Nearly Tea, Which Is One You Forget About Afterwards.

Brains First And Then Hard Work.

On Tuesday, When It Hails And Snows, The Feeling On Me Grows And Grows That Hardly Anybody Knows If Those Are These Or These Are Those.

Almost Anyone Can Be An Author; The Business Is To Collect Money And Fame From This State Of Being.