Growing up is such a barbarous business, full of inconvenience... and pimples.

The best of our fiction is by novelists who allow that it is as good as they can give, and the worst by novelists who maintain that they could do much better if only the public would let them.

Never is an awfully long time.

Build a house?" exclaimed John. "For the Wendy," said Curly. "For Wendy?" John said, aghast. "Why, she is only a girl!" "That," explained Curly, "is why we are her servants.

Temper is a weapon that we hold by the blade.

I think one remains the same person throughout, merely passing, as it were, i these lapses of time from one room to another, but all in the same house.

In time they could not even fly after their hats. Want of practice, they called it; but what it really meant was that they no longer believed.