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.
BEATRIX POTTERPeter lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.
More Beatrix Potter Quotes
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So much perfection argues rottenness somewhere.
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Most people, after one success, are so cringingly afraid of doing less well that they rub all the edge off their subsequent work.
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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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We cannot stay home all our lives, we must present ourselves to the world and we must look upon it as an adventure.
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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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Here comes Peter Cottontail right down the bunny trail.
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It is said that the effect of eating too much lettuce is ‘soporific’.
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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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I hold an old-fashioned notion that a happy marriage is the crown of a woman’s life.
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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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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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Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself and never mind the rest.
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With opportunity the world is very interesting.
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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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What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit-world of childhood?
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