In the time of swords and periwigs and full-skirted coats with flowered lappets.
BEATRIX POTTERThank goodness I was never sent to school; it would have rubbed off some of the originality.
More Beatrix Potter Quotes
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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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The place is changed now, and many familiar faces are gone, but the greatest change is myself.
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Everything was romantic in my imagination.
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Sunday, January 27, 1884. — There was another story in the paper a week or so since.
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The shorter and the plainer the better.
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Once upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were–Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and Peter.
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When gentlemen wore ruffles, and gold-laced waistcoats of paduasoy and taffeta – there lived a tailor in Gloucester.
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I hold an old-fashioned notion that a happy marriage is the crown of a woman’s life.
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With opportunity the world is very interesting.
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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.
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I hold that a strongly marked personality can influence descendants for generations.
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Once upon a time there were three kittens, and their names were Mitten, Tom Kitten, and Moppet. They had dear little fur coats of their own; and they tumbled about the doorstep and played in the dust.
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Peter lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.
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Peter was not very well during the evening. His mother put him to bed, and made some chamomile tea: “One table-spoonful to be taken at bedtime.
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The woods were peopled by the mysterious good folk. The Lords and Ladies of the last century walked with me along the overgrown paths, and picked the old fashioned flowers among the box and rose hedges of the garden.
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