You [Scots] come of a race of men the very wind of whose name has swept to the ultimate seas..

In dinner talk it is perhaps allowable to fling any faggot rather than let the fire go out..

All great writers begin with a good leather binding and a respectable title..

All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was….

Tink was not all bad: or, rather, she was all bad just now, but, on the other hand, sometimes she was all good. Fairies have to be one thing or the o….

He looked at her uncomfortably; blinking, you know, like one not sure whether he was awake or asleep..

There are few more impressive sights in the world than a Scotsman on the make..

I like well to be in the company of explorers.

He was so full of wrath against grown-ups, who as usual, were spoiling everything, that as soon as he got inside his tree he breathed intentionally q….

It may have been quixotic, but it was magnificent..

...and thus it will go on, so long as children are gay and innocent and heartless..

Your heart is as fresh as your face; and that is well. The useless men are those who never change with the years. Many views that I held to in my you….

What is afraid?' asked Peter longingly. He thought it must be some splendid thing. 'I do wish you would teach me how to be afraid, Maimie,' he said..

All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust..

Fairies have to be one thing or the other, because being so small they unfortunately have room for one feeling only at a time..

One girl is worth more use than 20 boys..

The difference between him and the other boys at such a time was that they knew it was make-believe, while to hime make-believe and true were exactly….

The fairies, as their custom, clapped their hands with delight over their cleverness, and they were so madly in love with the little house that they ….

When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning o….

Pan, who and what art thou?" he cried huskily. "I'm youth, I'm joy," Peter answered at a venture, "I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg..

I'm youth, I'm joy, I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg..