Every time you say you don't believe in fairies, a fairy dies.

He was a poet; and they are never exactly grown-up.

Can anything harm us, mother, after the night-lights are lit?" Nothing, precious," she said; "they are the eyes a mother leaves behind her to guard her children.

The best place a person can die, is where they die for others.

The secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes, but in liking what one does.

I suppose it's like the ticking crocodile, isn't it? Time is chasing after all of us.

What is afraid?' asked Peter longingly. He thought it must be some splendid thing. 'I do wish you would teach me how to be afraid, Maimie,' he said.