The shorter and the plainer the better.
BEATRIX POTTERWhen gentlemen wore ruffles, and gold-laced waistcoats of paduasoy and taffeta – there lived a tailor in Gloucester.
More Beatrix Potter Quotes
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What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit-world of childhood?
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Thank goodness my education was neglected.
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I have just made stories to please myself, because I never grew up.
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I think if she lived in A little shoe-house That little old woman was Surely a mouse!
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I remember I used to half believe and wholly play with fairies when I was a child.
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I fear that we shall be obliged to leave this pudding
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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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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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This is a fierce bad rabbit; look at his savage whiskers, and his claws and his turned-up tail.
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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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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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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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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 think prejudice and tradition count for three-quarters in matters of religion.
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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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