Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself and never mind the rest.
BEATRIX POTTERSo much perfection argues rottenness somewhere.
More Beatrix Potter Quotes
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The shorter and the plainer the better.
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One day puss did not take his place punctually, but presently appeared with two mice, one of which it placed on its master’s plate, the other on its own.
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What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit-world of childhood?
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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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Here comes Peter Cottontail right down the bunny trail.
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I think prejudice and tradition count for three-quarters in matters of religion.
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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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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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Peter lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.
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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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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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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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This is a fierce bad rabbit; look at his savage whiskers, and his claws and his turned-up tail.
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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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