I hold an old-fashioned notion that a happy marriage is the crown of a woman’s life.
BEATRIX POTTERThank 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.
More Beatrix Potter Quotes
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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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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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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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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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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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This is a fierce bad rabbit; look at his savage whiskers, and his claws and his turned-up tail.
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Peter lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.
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For quiet, solitary and observant children create their own world and live in it, nourishing their imaginations on the material at hand.
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I am worn to a raveling.
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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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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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In the time of swords and periwigs and full-skirted coats with flowered lappets.
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What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit-world of childhood, tempered and balanced by knowledge and common-sense…
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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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