Second to the right, and straight on till morning.' That, Peter had told Wendy, was the way to the Neverland; but even birds, carrying maps and consulting them at windy corners, could not have sighted it with these instructions. Peter, you see, just said anything that came into his head.

All are keeping a sharp look-out in front, but none suspects that the danger may be creeping up from behind.

I suppose it's like the ticking crocodile, isn't it? Time is chasing after all of us.

Men's second childhood begins when a woman gets a hold of him.

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

Mr. and Mrs. Darling and Nana rushed into the nursery too late. The birds were flown

It is very well to be able to write a book, but can you waggle your ears?