So much perfection argues rottenness somewhere.

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.

I think if she lived in A little shoe-house That little old woman was Surely a mouse!

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.

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.

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.