“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 dinner table where it behaved very well. He was in the habit of putting any scraps he left onto the cat's plate. 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.”
Beatrix Potter, Beatrix Potter's Journal“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.”
Beatrix Potter“Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good behave yourself and never mind the rest.”
Beatrix Potter“Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good behave yourself and never mind the rest.”
Beatrix Potter“I hold that a strongly marked personality can influence descendants for generations.”
Beatrix Potter“The place is changed now, and many familiar faces are gone, but the greatest change is myself. 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. Everything was romantic in my imagination. 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.”
Beatrix Potter“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.”
Beatrix Potter“If I have done anything, even a little, to help small children enjoy honest, simple pleasures, I have done a bit of good.”
Beatrix Potter“In Summer there were white and damask roses, and the smell of thyme and musk. In Spring there were green gooseberries and throstles [thrush], and the flowers they call ceninen [daffodils]. And leeks and cabbages also grew in that garden; and between long straight alleys, and apple-trained espaliers, there were beds of strawberries, and mint, and sage.”
Beatrix Potter