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

What is genius? It is the power to be a boy again at will.

Build a house?" exclaimed John. "For the Wendy," said Curly. "For Wendy?" John said, aghast. "Why, she is only a girl!" "That," explained Curly, "is why we are her servants.

Stars are beautiful, but they may not take part in anything, they must just look on forever.

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

In dinner talk it is perhaps allowable to fling any faggot rather than let the fire go out.

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!