Can anything harm us, mother, after the night-lights are lit?" Nothing, precious," she said; "they are the eyes a mother leaves behind her to guard her children.

Boy, why are you crying?

It's a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it, you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it, it doesn't much matter what else you have. Some women, the few, have charm for all; and most have charm for one. But some have charm for none.

So come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned. Just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings, forever, in Never Never Land!

Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night.

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

Wendy, Wendy, when you are sleeping in your silly bed you might be flying about with me saying funny things to the stars.