This Is A Fierce Bad Rabbit; Look

It Sometimes Happens That The Town Child Is More Alive To The Fresh Beauty Of The Country Than A Child Who Is Country Born. My Brother And I Were Born In London...but Our Descent, Our Interest And Our Joy Were In The North Country'. Quoted In The Tale Of Beatrix Potter A Biography By Margaret Lane, First Edition P 32-33

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.

So Much Perfection Argues Rottenness Somewhere.

Thank Goodness I Was Never Sent To School; It Would Have Rubbed Off Some Of The Originality.

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...