"...How do you do nothing?" asked Pooh, after he wondered for a long time.
"Well, it's when people call out at you just as you're going off to do it,
'What are you going to do Christopher Robin?'
and you say, 'Oh nothing,'
and then you go and do it."
"Oh, I see," said Pooh.
"This is a nothing sort of thing we're doing now," said Christopher Robin.
Oh, I see," said Pooh again.
"It just means going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering."
An excerpt from The Tao of Pooh by Benjamin Hoff
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