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

I am the best there ever was!

David tells me that fairies never say 'We feel happy': what they say is, 'We feel dancey'.

Oh the gladness of their gladness when they're glad, And the sadness of their sadness when they're sad; But the gladness of their gladness, and the sadness of their sadness, Are as nothing to their badness when they're bad

They knew in what they called their hearts that one can get on quite well without a mother, and that it is only the mothers who think you can't.

Fame is rot; daughters are the thing.

I bowl so slowly that if I don't like a ball I can run after it and bring it back