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

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!

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

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.

There is something delicious about writing the first words of a story. You never quite know where they'll take you.

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.