A. A. Milne
A. A. Milne
Alan Alexander "A. A." Milnewas 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...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionChildren's Author
Date of Birth18 January 1882
CityHampstead, England
Piglet was so excited at the idea of being Useful that he forgot to be frightened any more, and when Rabbit went on to say that Kangas were only Fierce during the winter months, being at other times of an Affectionate Disposition, he could hardly sit still, he was so eager to begin being useful at once.
What day is it?" It's today," squeaked Piglet. My favorite day," said Pooh.
Supposing a tree fell down, Pooh, when we were underneath it?' 'Supposing it didn't,' said Pooh after careful thought. Piglet was comforted by this.
But Piglet is so small that he slips into a pocket, where it is very comfortable to feel him when you are not quite sure whether twice seven is twelve or twenty-two.
The more he looked inside the more Piglet wasn't there.
I don’t feel very much like Pooh today," said Pooh. "There there," said Piglet. "I’ll bring you tea and honey until you do.
One of the advantages of being disorganized is the joy of discovery.
Piglet: "How do you spell 'love'?" Winnie the Pooh: "You don't spell it...you feel it."
I knew when I met you an adventure was going to happen.
WHERE did you say it was?' asked Pooh. Just here,' said Eeyore. Made of sticks?' Yes' Oh!' said Piglet. What?' said Eeyore. I just said "Oh!"' said Piglet nervously. And so as to seem quite at ease he hummed Tiddely-pom once or twice in a what-shall-we-do-now kind of way.
It's so much more friendly with two.
What I like doing best is Nothing.
I wonder what Piglet is doing," thought Pooh. "I wish I were there to be doing it, too.
Christopher Robin ... just said it had an "x."' 'It isn't their necks I mind,' said Piglet earnestly. 'It's their teeth.