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...

Thank goodness my education was neglected.

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.

Peter lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.

Here comes Peter Cottontail right down the bunny trail.

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

With opportunity the world is very interesting.