For several days after my first book was published, I carried it about in my pocket and took surreptitious peeps at it to make sure the ink had not faded.

Nothing is really work unless you would rather be doing something else.

There is a saying in the Neverland that,every time you breathe, a grown-up dies.

Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.

That is ever the way. Tis all jealousy to the bride and good wishes to the corpse.

If 'Hamlet' had been written in these days it would probably have been called 'The Strange Affair at Elsinore.

Times have changed since a certain author was executed for murdering his publisher. They say that when the author was on the scaffold he said good-bye to the minister and to the reporters, and then he saw some publishers sitting in the front row below, and to them he did not say good-bye. He said instead, "I'll see you again."