In time they could not even fly after their hats. Want of practice, they called it; but what it really meant was that they no longer believed.
What is genius? It is the power to be a boy again at will.
We are all failures - at least the best of us are.
Two is the beginning of the end.
She was a large woman who seemed not so much dressed as upholstered.
Mr. and Mrs. Darling and Nana rushed into the nursery too late. The birds were flown