So much perfection argues rottenness somewhere.

The shorter and the plainer the better.

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.

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

This is a fierce bad rabbit; look at his savage whiskers, and his claws and his turned-up tail.

It sometimes happens that the town child is more alive to the fresh beauty of the country than a child who is country born

Once upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were--Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail, and Peter.