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.
BEATRIX POTTERThe place is changed now, and many familiar faces are gone, but the greatest change is myself.
More Beatrix Potter Quotes
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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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I fear that we shall be obliged to leave this pudding
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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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Sunday, January 27, 1884. — There was another story in the paper a week or so since.
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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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There is something delicious about writing the first words of a story. You never quite know where they’ll take you.
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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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So much perfection argues rottenness somewhere.
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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.
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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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All outward forms of religion are almost useless, and are the causes of endless strife.
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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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I hold an old-fashioned notion that a happy marriage is the crown of a woman’s life.
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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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