One's religion is whatever he is most interested in.

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

How shall we ever know if it's morning if there's no servant to pull up the blinds?

I have always found that the man whose second thoughts are good is worth watching.

I think one remains the same person throughout, merely passing, as it were, i these lapses of time from one room to another, but all in the same house.

The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever to be able to do it.

Never is an awfully long time.