I was a child then, I had no idea what the world would be like. I wished to trust myself on the waters and the sea.
BEATRIX POTTEROnce upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were–Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and Peter.
More Beatrix Potter Quotes
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I hold that a strongly marked personality can influence descendants for generations.
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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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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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In the time of swords and periwigs and full-skirted coats with flowered lappets.
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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 am worn to a raveling.
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What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit-world of childhood?
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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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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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Peter lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.
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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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Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself and never mind the rest.
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I fear that we shall be obliged to leave this pudding
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