#robin

They had battled and bloodied one another, they had kept secrets, broken hearts, lied, betrayed, exiled, they had walked away, said goodbye and sworn it was forever, and somehow, every time, they had mended, they had forgiven, they had survived. Some mistakes could never be fixed - some, but not all. Some people can't be driven away, no matter how hard you try. Some friendships won't break. ↗

— Robin Wasserman

#end-of-series #friendship #greed #robin-wasserman #sad

Care to join me, Goodfellow?” “Oh, ice-boy. A moonlight stroll with you? Do you even have to ask? ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#partnership #prince-ash #robin-goodfellow #friendship

Then, suddenly again, Christopher Robin, who was still looking at the world, with his chin in his hand, called out "Pooh!" "Yes?" said Pooh. "When I'm--when--Pooh!" "Yes, Christopher Robin?" "I'm not going to do Nothing any more." "Never again?" "Well, not so much. They don't let you." Pooh waited for him to go on, but he was silent again. "Yes, Christopher Robin?" said Pooh helpfully. "Pooh, when I'm--you know--when I'm not doing Nothing, will you come up here sometimes?" "Just me?" "Yes, Pooh." "Will you be here too?" "Yes Pooh, I will be really. I promise I will be Pooh." "That's good," said Pooh. "Pooh, promise you won't forget about me, ever. Not even when I'm a hundred." Pooh thought for a little. "How old shall I be then?" "Ninety-nine." Pooh nodded. "I promise," he said. Still with his eyes on the world Christopher Robin put out a hand and felt Pooh's paw. "Pooh," said Christopher Robin earnestly, "if I--if I'm not quite--" he stopped and tried again-- "Pooh, whatever happens, you will understand, won't you?" "Understand what?" "Oh, nothing." He laughed and jumped to his feet. "Come on!" "Where?" said Pooh. "Anywhere." said Christopher Robin. So, they went off together. But wherever they go, and whatever happens to them on the way, in that enchanted place on the top of the Forest, a little boy and his Bear will always be playing. ↗

— A.A. Milne

#friends #friendship #pooh-bear #promise #remember

So how's the putrid pile of caca doing? ↗

— Kate Carlisle

#kate-carlisle #robin #funny

Oh, goodie," Puck said as I stepped forward. "I'm going to have a rash in the most uncomfortable places. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#puck #robin-goodfellow #humor

When danger reared its ugly head, He bravely turned his tail and fled. ↗

— Graham Chapman

#humour #sir-robin #humor

It's just another of Robin's sayings. Like, 'Holy strawberries, Batman, we're in a jam! Or, Holy Kleenex, Batman, it was right under our nose and we blew it! ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#dani-o-malley #humor #humor

Leadership, he was discovering, had its ups and downs—kind of like the bowsprit on a swelling sea. ↗

— Michael Robert Evans

#inspirational #inspirational

The robin flew from his swinging spray of ivy on to the top of the wall and he opened his beak and sang a loud, lovely trill, merely to show off. Nothing in the world is quite as adorably lovely as a robin when he shows off - and they are nearly always doing it. ↗

— Frances Hodgson Burnett

#birds #robin #love

You love me?' 'Yes, you great lummox. I love you.' He lets out a sigh. 'Sweet Camulos! It's about time. ↗

— Robin L. LaFevers

#dark-triumph #grave-mercy #his-fair-assassin #robin-lafevers #romance