All children, except one, grow up.

You won't forget me, Peter, will you, before spring-cleaning time comes? Of course Peter promised, and then he flew away. He took Mrs. Darling's kiss with him. The kiss that had been for no one else Peter took quite easily. Funny. But she seemd satisfied.

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

Thus sharply did the terrified three learn the difference between an island of make-believe and the same island come true.

If you cannot teach me to fly, teach me to sing.

Dreams do come true, if we only wish hard enough.

Again came that ringing crow, and Peter dropped in front of them. "Greeting, boys," he cried, and mechanically they saluted, and then again was silence. He frowned. "I am back," he said hotly, "why do you not cheer?