She also said she would give him a kiss if he liked, but Peter did not know what she meant, and he held out his hand expectantly.

That fiend!" Mr. Darling would cry, and Nana's bark was the echo of it, but Mrs. Darling never upbraided Peter; there was something in the right-hand corner of her mouth that wanted her not to call Peter names.

Thus sharply did the terrified three learn the difference between an island of make-believe and the same island come true.

As soon as you can say what you think and not what some other person has thought for you, you are on the way to being a remarkable man.

‎"She was not a little girl heart-broken about him; she was a grown woman smiling at it all, but they were wet smiles.

For when you looked into my mother's eyes you knew, as if He had told you, why God sent her into the world - it was to open then minds of all who looked to beautiful thoughts. And that is the beginning and end of literature.

Don't have a mother,' he said. Not only had he no mother, but he had not the slightest desire to have one. He thought them very over-rated persons.