Thank God I have the seeing eye, that is to say, as I lie in bed I can walk step by step on the fells and rough land seeing every stone and flower and patch of bog and cotton pass where my old legs will never take me again.
BEATRIX POTTERMost people, after one success, are so cringingly afraid of doing less well that they rub all the edge off their subsequent work.
More Beatrix Potter Quotes
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I cannot rest, I must draw, however poor the result, and when I have a bad time come over me it is a stronger desire than ever.
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It sometimes happens that the town child is more alive to the fresh beauty of the country than a child who is country born..
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Here comes Peter Cottontail right down the bunny trail.
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Don’t go into Mr. McGregor’s garden: your Father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor.
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What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit-world of childhood, tempered and balanced by knowledge and common-sense…
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I have just made stories to please myself, because I never grew up.
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Peter lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.
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Then Mrs. Tiggy-winkle made tea – a cup for herself and a cup for Lucie. They sat before the fire on a bench and looked sideways at one another.
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I fear that we shall be obliged to leave this pudding
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I do so hate finishing books. I would like to go on with them for years.
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This is a fierce bad rabbit; look at his savage whiskers, and his claws and his turned-up tail.
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For quiet, solitary and observant children create their own world and live in it, nourishing their imaginations on the material at hand.
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Mrs. Tiggy-winkle’s hand, holding the tea-cup, was very very brown, and very very wrinkly with the soap-suds; and all through her gown and her cap, there were HAIRPINS sticking wrong end out; so that Lucie didn’t like to sit too near her.
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There is something delicious about writing the first words of a story. You never quite know where they’ll take you.
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I am worn to a raveling.
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