winnie-the-pooh

Dutton, the home of Winnie the Pooh, would find a second identity as a home for gay fiction.

How do you spell 'love'?" - Piglet"You don't spell it...you feel it." - Pooh

How would it be,_ said Pooh slowly, __f, as soon as we__e out of sight of this Pit, we try to find it again?___hat__ the good of that?_ said Rabbit.__ell,_ said Pooh, __e keep looking for Home and not finding it, so I thought that if we looked for this Pit, we__ be sure not to find it, which would be a Good Thing, because then we might find something that we weren__ looking for, which might be just what we were looking for, really.___ don__ see much sense in that,_ said Rabbit.__o,_ said Pooh humbly, __here isn__. But there was going to be when I began it. It__ just that something happened to it on the way.

No brain at all, some of them [people], only grey fluff that's blown into their heads by mistake, and they don't Think.

I might have known,_ said Eeyore. __fter all, one can__ complain. I have my friends. Somebody spoke to me only yesterday. And was it last week or the week before that Rabbit bumped into me and said __other!_. The Social Round. Always something going on.

We'll be Friends Forever, won't we, Pooh?' asked Piglet.Even longer,' Pooh answered._ Winnie-the-Pooh

Rabbit's clever," said Pooh thoughtfully."Yes," said Piglet, "Rabbit's clever.""And he has Brain.""Yes," said Piglet, "Rabbit has Brain."There was a long silence."I suppose," said Pooh, "that that's why he never understands anything.

Do you really want to be happy? You can begin by being appreciative of who you are and what you've got.

The things that make me different are the things that make me ME. -Piglet

I followed your footsteps," he said, in answer to the unspoken question. "Snow makes it easy." I had been tracked, like a bear. "Sorry to make you go to all that trouble," I said. "I didn't have to go that far, really. You're about three streets over. You just kept going in loops." A really inept bear.

Go for the hum.