What a polite game tennis is. The chief word in it seems to be "sorry" and admiration of each other's play crosses the net as frequently as the ball.

So come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned. Just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings, forever, in Never Never Land!

Fairies have to be one thing or the other, because being so small they unfortunately have room for one feeling only at a time.

A moment after the fairy's entrance the window was blown open by the breathing of the little stars, and Peter dropped in.

Love is not blind; it is an extra eye, which shows us what is most worthy of regard.

He was never more sinister than when he was most polite.

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