The useless men are those who never change with the years.

The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it.

asleep to rummage in their minds

You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she was made from his funny bone.

Forget them, Wendy. Forget them all. Come with me where you'll never, never have to worry about grown up things again.

Men's second childhood begins when a woman gets a hold of him.

When a new baby laughs for the first time a new fairy is born, and as there are always new babies there are always new fairies.