...and thus it will go on, so long as children are gay and innocent and heartless.

You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.

A house is never still in darkness to those who listen intently; there is a whispering in distant chambers, an unearthly hand presses the snib of the window, the latch rises. Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night.

Stars are beautiful, but they must not take an active part in anything, they must just look on forever. It is a punishment put on them for something they did so long ago that no star now knows what it was.

Pan, who and what art thou?" he cried huskily. "I'm youth, I'm joy," Peter answered at a venture, "I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.

Life is a cup of tea; the more heartily we drink the sooner we reach the dregs.

We are all failures - at least the best of us are.