Why can't you fly now, mother?" "Because I am grown up, dearest. When people grow up they forget the way." "Why do they forget the way?" "Because they are no longer gay and innocent and heartless. It is only the gay and innocent and heartless who can fly.

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

Just always be waiting for me.

All of this has happened before, and it will all happen again.

I know not, sir, whether Bacon wrote the works of Shakespeare, but if he did not, it seems to me that he missed the opportunity of his life.

It was dreadful the way all the three were looking at him, just as if they did not admire him.

I like well to be in the company of explorers