The praise that comes of love does not make us vain, but humble rather. Knowing what we are, the pride that shines in our mother's eyes as she looks at us is about the most pathetic thing a man has to face, but he would be a devil altogether if it did not burn some of the sin out of him.

You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she was made from his funny bone.

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

i know i'm not clever but i'm always right.

You just think lovely wonderful thoughts," Peter explained, "and they lift you up in the air.

Girls are much too clever to fall out of their prams

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