You just think lovely wonderful thoughts," Peter explained, "and they lift you up in the air.

Temper is a weapon that we hold by the blade.

Every living thing was shunning him. Poor little Peter Pan, he sat down and cried, and even then he did not know that, for a bird, he was sitting on his wrong part. It is a blessing that he did not know, for otherwise he would have lost faith in his power to fly, and the moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it. The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply that they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.

Some day,' said Smee, 'the clock will run down, and then he'll get you.' Hook wetted his dry lips, 'Aye,' he said, 'that's the fear that haunts me.

The man who is in real danger is the man who thinks he is perfectly safe.

After a time he fell asleep, and some unsteady fairies had to climb over him on their way home from an orgy.

He was a poet; and they are never exactly grown-up.