Wendy: Sir, you are both ungallant and deficient! Peter: How am I deficient? Wendy: You're just a boy.
James M. BarrieFor 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.
James M. BarrieThey 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.
James M. Barrie