There is something delicious about writing the first words of a story. You never quite know where they'll take you.
Once upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were--Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and Peter.
I hold that a strongly marked personality can influence descendants for generations.
Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself and never mind the rest.
Thank goodness I was never sent to school; it would have rubbed off some of the originality.
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.
Thank goodness my education was neglected.
All outward forms of religion are almost useless, and are the causes of endless strife. . . . Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself and never mind the rest.
I remember I used to half believe and wholly play with fairies when I was a child. What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit-world of childhood, tempered and balanced by knowledge and common-sense.
It is said that the effect of eating too much lettuce is 'soporific'.
Most people, after one success, are so cringingly afraid of doing less well that they rub all the edge off their subsequent work.
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.
This is a fierce bad rabbit; look at his savage whiskers, and his claws and his turned-up tail.
What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit-world of childhood?
I hold an old-fashioned notion that a happy marriage is the crown of a woman’s life.
In the time of swords and periwigs and full-skirted coats with flowered lappets - when gentlemen wore ruffles, and gold-laced waistcoats of paduasoy and taffeta - there lived a tailor in Gloucester.
I fear that we shall be obliged to leave this pudding
I am aware these little books don't last long even if they are a success.
With opportunity the world is very interesting.
Peter lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.
No more twist!
If I have done anything, even a little, to help small children enjoy honest, simple pleasures, I have done a bit of good.
But not even Hitler can damage the fells' In 'The Tale of Beatrix Potter, A Autobiography' by Margaret Lane, first edition, page 170.
One place suits on person, another place suits another person. For my part, I prefer to live in the country, like Timmy Willie.
