I remember I used to half believe and wholly play with fairies when I was a child.
BEATRIX POTTERAll outward forms of religion are almost useless, and are the causes of endless strife.
More Beatrix Potter Quotes
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It is said that the effect of eating too much lettuce is ‘soporific’.
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Everything was romantic in my imagination.
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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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Thank goodness I was never sent to school; it would have rubbed off some of the originality.
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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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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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Once upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were–Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and Peter.
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I hold that a strongly marked personality can influence descendants for generations.
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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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I think if she lived in A little shoe-house That little old woman was Surely a mouse!
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Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself and never mind the rest.
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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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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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Sunday, January 27, 1884. — There was another story in the paper a week or so since.
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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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