Top 200 A. A. Milne Quotes (2025 Update)
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151. “It looks like a bothering sort of day.”

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152. “Sing Ho for the Life of a Bear.”

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153. “Golf is so popular simply because it is the best game in the world at which to be bad.”

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154. “It is impossible to win gracefully at chess. No man has yet said “Mate!” in a voice which failed to sound to his opponent bitter, boastful and malicious.”

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155. “How long does getting thin take?”

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156. “Bores can be divided into two classes; those who have their own particular subject, and those who do not need a subject.”

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157. “When I was young, we always had mornings like this.”

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158. “Tiggers don’t like honey.”

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159. “What ever fortune brings, don’t be afraid of doing things.”

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160. “Chess has this in common with making poetry; that the desire for it comes upon the amateur in gusts.”

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161. “I suppose that by this time they had finished their dressing. Roger Scurvilegs tells us nothing on such important matters; no doubt from modesty. “Next morning they rose,” he says, and disappoints us of a picture of Udo brushing his hair.”

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162. “Childhood is not the happiest time of one’s life, but only to a child is pure happiness possible.”

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163. “Why does a silly bird go on saying “chiff-chaff” all day long? Is it happiness or hiccups?”

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164. “And really, it wasn’t much good having anything exciting like floods, if you couldn’t share them with somebody.”

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165. “It’s always useful to know where a friend-and-relation is, whether you want him or whether you don’t.”

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166. “When you are a Bear of Very Little Brain, and you Think of Things, you find sometimes that a Thing which seemed very Thingish inside you is quite different when it gets out into the open and has other people looking at it.”

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167. “It gets you nowhere if the other person’s tail is only just in sight for the second half of the conversation.”

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168. “Drinking your milk and talking at the same time may result in your having to be patted on the back and dried for quite a long time afterwords.”

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169. “Almost anyone can be an author; the business is to collect money and fame from this state of being.”

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170. “Pooh looked at his two paws. He knew that one of them was the right, and he knew that when you had decided which one of them was the right, then the other one was the left, but he never could remember how to begin.”

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171. “It is a terrible thing for an author to have a lot of people running about his book without any invitation from him at all.”

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172. “And if anyone knows anything about anything,” said Bear to himself, “it’s Owl who knows something about something,” he said, “or my name’s not Winnie-the-Pooh,” he said. “Which it is,” he added. “So there you are.” Owl.”

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173. “To seem natural rather than to be natural.”

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174. “A pekingeese is not a pet dog; he is an undersized lion.”

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175. “No sensible author wants anything but praise.”

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176. “Hallo, Rabbit,” he said, “is that you?” “Let’s pretend it isn’t,” said Rabbit, “and see what happens.” “I’ve got a message for you.” “I’ll give it to him.”

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177. “Don’t blame me if it rains.”

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178. “The old grey donkey, Eeyore stood by himself in a thistly corner of the Forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself, “Why?” and sometimes he thought, “Wherefore?” and sometimes he thought, “Inasmuch as which?” and sometimes he didn’t quite know what he was thinking about.”

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179. “It all comes,” said Pooh crossly, “of not having front doors big enough.”

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180. “Good morning, Eeyore,” shouted Piglet. “Good morning, Little Piglet,” said Eeyore. “If it is a good morning,” he said. “Which I doubt,” said he. “Not that it matters,” he.”

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181. “Owl,” said Rabbit shortly, “you and I have brains. The others have fluff. If there is any thinking to be done in this Forest – and when I say thinking I mean thinking – you and I must do it.”

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182. “Let me do it for you,” said Pooh kindly. So he reached up and knocked at the door. “I have just seen Eeyore,” he began, “and poor Eeyore is in a Very Sad Condition, because it’s his birthday, and nobody has taken any notice of it, and he’s very Gloomy – you know what Eeyore is – and there he was, and – What a long time whoever lives here is answering this door.” And he knocked again. “But Pooh,” said Piglet, “it’s your own house!” “Oh!” said Pooh. “So it is,” he said. “Well, let’s go in.”

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183. “They have no imagination. A tail is just a tail to them, just a little something extra in the back.”

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184. “Do go and see, Owl. Because Pooh hasn’t got very much brain, and he might do something silly, and I do love him so, Owl. Do you see, Owl?”

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185. “I have been Foolish and Deluded,” said he, “and I am a Bear of No Brain at All.” “You’re the Best Bear in All the World,” said Christopher Robin soothingly. “Am I?” said Pooh hopefully. And then he brightened up suddenly. “Anyhow,” he said, “it is nearly Luncheon Time.” So he went home for it.”

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186. “For some time now Pooh had been saying “Yes” and “No” in turn, with his eyes shut, to all that Owl was saying, and having said, “Yes, yes,” last time, he said “No, not at all,” now, without really knowing what Owl was talking about.”

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187. “Like all really nice people, you have a weakness for detective stories, and feel that there are not enough of them. So, after all that you have done for me, the least that I can do for you is to write you one.”

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188. “Christopher Robin nodded. “Then there’s only one thing to be done,” he said. “We shall have to wait for you to get thin again.” “How long does getting thin take?” asked Pooh anxiously. “About a week, I should think.”

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189. “Pooh,” said Rabbit kindly, “you haven’t any brain.” “I know,” said Pooh humbly.”

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190. “Winnie the Pooh finds comfort in counting his pots of honey, and Rabbit finds comfort in knowing where his relations are – even if he doesn’t need them at the moment.”

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191. “Honey or condensed milk with your bread?” he was so excited that he said, “Both,” and then, so as not to seem greedy, he added, “but don’t bother about the bread, please.”

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192. “I might have known,” said Eeyore. “After all, one can’t 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 ‘Bother!’. The Social Round. Always something going on.”

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193. “He was telling an interesting anecdote full of exciting words like “encyclopedia” and “rhododendron”.”

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194. “Poetry and Hums aren’t things which you get, they’re things which get you. And all you can do is to go where they can find you.”

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195. “He could see the honey, he could smell the honey, but he couldn’t quite reach the honey.”

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196. “You mean Piglet. The little fellow with the excited ears. That’s Piglet.”

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197. “They wanted to come in after the pounds”, explained Pooh, “so I let them. It’s the best way to write poetry, letting things come.”

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198. “Eighteen pockets in one suit? I haven’t the time.”

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199. “Piglet opened the letter box and climbed in. Then, having untied himself, he began to squeeze into the slit, through which in the old days when front doors were front doors, many an unexpected letter than WOL had written to himself, had come slipping.”

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200. “And now all the others are saying, “What about Us?” So perhaps the best thing to do is to stop writing Introductions and get on with the book.”

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