Peter: Oh, the cleverness of me. Wendy: Of course, I did nothing... Peter: You did a little. Wendy: Oh, the cleverness of you.

Do you believe in fairies? Say quick that you believe. If you believe, clap your hands!

In love-making, as in other arts, those who do it best cannot tell how it is done.

We never understand how little we need in this world until we know the loss of it.

She's awfully fond of Wendy,' he said to himself. He was angry with her now for not seeing why she could not have Wendy. The reason was so simple: 'I'm fond of her too. We can't both have her, lady.

If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up! Not me!

Girls are much too clever to fall out of their prams