Mr. and Mrs. Darling and Nana rushed into the nursery too late. The birds were flown

He who distributes the milk of human kindness cannot help but spill a little on himself.

She adored all beautiful things in their every curve and fragrance, so that they became part of her. Day by day, she gathered beauty; had she had no heart (she who was the bosom of womanhood) her thoughts would still have been as lilies, because the good is the beautiful.

The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply that they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.

She asked where he lived. Second to the right,' said Peter, 'and then straight on till morning.

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.

Children have the strangest adventures without being troubled by them. For instance, they may remember to mention, a week after the event happened, that when they were in the wood they had met their dead father and had a game with him.