Weeks passed, and the little Rabbit grew very old and shabby, but the Boy loved him just as much. He loved him so hard that he loved all his whiskers off, and the pink lining to his ears turned grey,… — Margery Williams Copy Share Image
'What is REAL?' asked the Rabbit one day, 'Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?''Real isn't how you… — Margery Williams Copy Share Image
Of what use was it to be loved and lose one's beauty and become Real if it all ended like this? And a tear,… — Margery Williams Copy Share Image
'It doesn't happen all at once,' said the Skin Horse. 'You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to… — Margery Williams Copy Share Image
“Between them all the poor little Rabbit was made to feel himself very insignificant and commonplace, and the only person who was kind to… — Margery Williams Copy Share Image
Weeks passed, and the little Rabbit grew very old and shabby, but the Boy loved him just as much. He loved him so hard… — Margery Williams Copy Share Image
[O]nce you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand." - The Skin Horse from The Velveteen Rabbit — Margery Williams Copy Share Image
“He said, " You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp… — Margery Williams Copy Share Image
“He longed to become Real, to know what it felt like; and yet the idea of growing shabby and losing his eyes and whiskers… — Margery Williams Copy Share Image
Once you are real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always. — Margery Williams Copy Share Image
“Does it hurt?' asked the Rabbit. 'Sometimes,' said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. 'When you are Real you don't mind being… — Margery Williams Copy Share Image