Nothing is really work unless you would rather be doing something else.

Peter: Oh, the cleverness of me. Wendy: Of course, I did nothing... Peter: You did a little. Wendy: Oh, the cleverness of you.

Make your feet your friend.

Those who bring sunshine into the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves.

You were hidden behind walls of ice; no man had passed them; I broke them down and love leapt to love, and you lie here, my beautiful, love in the arms of its lover.

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

I am aware that those hateful persons called Original Researchers now maintain that Raleigh was not the man; but to them I turn a deaf ear.