Occupation: Author Birth: July 28, 1866 Death: December 22, 1943
This is a fierce bad rabbit; look at his savage whiskers, and his claws and his turned-up tail..
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..
I think if she lived in A little shoe-house That little old woman was Surely a mouse!.
Thank goodness my education was neglected..
I hold an old-fashioned notion that a happy marriage is the crown of a woman’s life..
It sometimes happens that the town child is more alive to the fresh beauty of the country than a child who is country born.
In the time of swords and periwigs and full-skirted coats with flowered lappets - when gentlemen wore ruffles, and gold-laced waistcoats of paduasoy ….
There is something delicious about writing the first words of a story. You never quite know where they'll take you..
We cannot stay home all our lives, we must present ourselves to the world and we must look upon it as an adventure..
I am worn to a raveling..
I hold that a strongly marked personality can influence descendants for generations..
Here comes Peter Cottontail right down the bunny trail..
Sunday, January 27, 1884. -- There was another story in the paper a week or so since. A gentleman had a favourite cat whom he taught to sit at the di….
I think prejudice and tradition count for three-quarters in matters of religion..
I do so hate finishing books. I would like to go on with them for years..
Thank 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 an….