I Fear That We Shall Be Obliged

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 And Patch Of Bog And Cotton Pass Where My Old Legs Will Never Take Me Again.

I Have Just Made Stories To Please Myself, Because I Never Grew Up.

I Do So Hate Finishing Books. I Would Like To Go On With Them For Years.

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 And Taffeta - There Lived A Tailor In Gloucester.