“Sometimes you start thinking about death... and you might think death is a big mystery. It is hard to understand what death is... not only when you’re little, but when you’re big, too....”
“But, Eeyore,” said Pooh in distress, “what can we—I mean, how shall we—do you think if we——”
“Yes,” said Eeyore. “One of those would be just the thing. Thank you, Pooh.”