You canna expect to be baith grand and comfortable.

Wendy, Wendy, when you are sleeping in your silly bed you might be flying about with me saying funny things to the stars.

For when you looked into my mother's eyes you knew, as if He had told you, why God sent her into the world - it was to open then minds of all who looked to beautiful thoughts. And that is the beginning and end of literature.

It was dreadful the way all the three were looking at him, just as if they did not admire him.

See," he said, "the arrow struck against this. It is the kiss I gave her. It has saved her life.

The gates of heaven are so easily found when we are little, and they are always standing open to let children wander in.

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