Once upon a time there were three kittens, and their names were Mitten, Tom Kitten, and Moppet. They had dear little fur coats of their own; and they tumbled about the doorstep and played in the dust. — Beatrix Potter

Most people, after one success, are so cringingly afraid of doing less well that they rub all the edge off their subsequent work. — Beatrix Potter

So much perfection argues rottenness somewhere. — Beatrix Potter

Thank goodness I was never sent to school; it would have rubbed off some of the originality. — Beatrix Potter

One place suits one person, another place suits another person. — Beatrix Potter

The shorter and the plainer the better. — Beatrix Potter

Don’t go into Mr. McGregor’s garden: your Father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor. — Beatrix Potter

What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit–world of childhood? — Beatrix Potter

Here comes Peter Cottontail right down the bunny trail. — 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

I do so hate finishing books. I would like to go on with them for years. — Beatrix Potter

But not even Hitler can damage the fells’ In ‘The Tale of Beatrix Potter, A Autobiography’ by Margaret Lane, first edition, page 170. — 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

There’s something delicious about writing those first few words of a story. You can never quite tell where they will take you. Mine took me here, where I belong. — Beatrix Potter

Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself and never mind the rest. — Beatrix Potter

For quiet, solitary and observant children create their own world and live in it, nourishing their imaginations on the material at hand. — Beatrix Potter

I am persuaded that the knots would have proved indigestible, whatever you may urge to the contrary. — Beatrix Potter

Your Father had an accident there; he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor. — Beatrix Potter

Thank goodness my education was neglected. — Beatrix Potter

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

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. — Beatrix Potter

One place suits on person, another place suits another person. For my part, I prefer to live in the country, like Timmy Willie. — Beatrix Potter

What we call the highest and the lowest in nature are both equally perfect. A willow bush is as beautiful as the human form divine. — Beatrix Potter

I hold that a strongly marked personality can influence descendants for generations. — Beatrix Potter

I am aware these little books don’t last long even if they are a success. — Beatrix Potter

I think if she lived in A little shoe–house That little old woman was Surely a mouse! — Beatrix Potter

At a quarter past four to the minute, there came a most genteel little tap–tappity. — Beatrix Potter

It is said that the effect of eating too much lettuce is ‘soporific’. — Beatrix Potter

Once upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were––Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and Peter. — Beatrix Potter

With opportunity the world is very interesting. — Beatrix Potter

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. — Beatrix Potter

Peter lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes. — Beatrix Potter

We cannot stay home all our lives, we must present ourselves to the world and we must look upon it as an adventure. — Beatrix Potter

No more twist! — Beatrix Potter

I have just made stories to please myself, because I never grew up. — Beatrix Potter