Eeyore's Gloomy Little Instruction Book
Apr. 1st, 2005 08:35 pmSelected excerpts:
Remember, nobody minds, nobody cares.
When someone says "How-do-you do," just say that you don't.
When your house has quite disappeared, you mustn't complain. You still have all that snow to do with what you like.
When your tail is missing, remember that you have every right to mope.
Having your missing tail recovered is all well and good, but remember that it will have to be reattached. With a hammer and nail.
Anybody who tells you that getting thin takes "about a week" is lying.
We can't all, and some of us don't. That's all there is to it.
Sitting on thistles doesn't do them any Good. Takes all the Life out of them.
Nobody tells me. Nobody keeps me informed. I make it seventeen days come Friday since anybody spoke to me.
It will rain soon, you see if it doesn't.
If, after you've fed a guest, he looks longingly in the direction of the larder, it probably means that he wants more food. Tell him there isn't any.
Owl flew past a day or two ago and noticed me. He didn't actually say anything, mind you, but he knew it was me. Very friendly of him, I thought. Encouraging.
It's snowing still. And freezing. However, we haven't had an earthquake recently.
A tail isn't a tail to them, it's just a little bit extra at the back.
One can't complain. I have my friends. Somebody spoke to me only yesterday.
Remember, nobody minds, nobody cares.
When someone says "How-do-you do," just say that you don't.
When your house has quite disappeared, you mustn't complain. You still have all that snow to do with what you like.
When your tail is missing, remember that you have every right to mope.
Having your missing tail recovered is all well and good, but remember that it will have to be reattached. With a hammer and nail.
Anybody who tells you that getting thin takes "about a week" is lying.
We can't all, and some of us don't. That's all there is to it.
Sitting on thistles doesn't do them any Good. Takes all the Life out of them.
Nobody tells me. Nobody keeps me informed. I make it seventeen days come Friday since anybody spoke to me.
It will rain soon, you see if it doesn't.
If, after you've fed a guest, he looks longingly in the direction of the larder, it probably means that he wants more food. Tell him there isn't any.
Owl flew past a day or two ago and noticed me. He didn't actually say anything, mind you, but he knew it was me. Very friendly of him, I thought. Encouraging.
It's snowing still. And freezing. However, we haven't had an earthquake recently.
A tail isn't a tail to them, it's just a little bit extra at the back.
One can't complain. I have my friends. Somebody spoke to me only yesterday.