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.

I am worn to a raveling.

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.

Then Mrs. Tiggy-winkle made tea - a cup for herself and a cup for Lucie. They sat before the fire on a bench and looked sideways at one another. Mrs. Tiggy-winkle's hand, holding the tea-cup, was very very brown, and very very wrinkly with the soap-suds; and all through her gown and her cap, there were HAIRPINS sticking wrong end out; so that Lucie didn't like to sit too near her.

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

I do so hate finishing books. I would like to go on with them for years.

With opportunity the world is very interesting.