What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit-world of childhood?
BEATRIX POTTERFor quiet, solitary and observant children create their own world and live in it, nourishing their imaginations on the material at hand.
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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I am worn to a raveling.
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Here comes Peter Cottontail right down the bunny trail.
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With opportunity the world is very interesting.
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I have just made stories to please myself, because I never grew up.
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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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The place is changed now, and many familiar faces are gone, but the greatest change is myself.
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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 do so hate finishing books. I would like to go on with them for years.
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Peter lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.
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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 shorter and the plainer the better.
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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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A gentleman had a favourite cat whom he taught to sit at the dinner table where it behaved very well. He was in the habit of putting any scraps he left onto the cat’s plate.
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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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