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.
BEATRIX POTTERWe cannot stay home all our lives, we must present ourselves to the world and we must look upon it as an adventure.
More Beatrix Potter Quotes
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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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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 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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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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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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The place is changed now, and many familiar faces are gone, but the greatest change is myself.
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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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Sunday, January 27, 1884. — There was another story in the paper a week or so since.
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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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Once upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were–Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and Peter.
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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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All outward forms of religion are almost useless, and are the causes of endless strife.
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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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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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