If you cannot teach me to fly, teach me to sing.

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

Fairies don’t live long, but they are so little that a short time seems a good while to them

Peter: Oh, the cleverness of me. Wendy: Of course, I did nothing... Peter: You did a little. Wendy: Oh, the cleverness of you.

Our life is a book to which we add daily, until suddenly we are finished, and then the manuscript is burned.

Mr. Darling used to boast to Wendy that her mother not only loved him but respected him. He was one of those deep ones who know about stocks and shares. Of course no one really knows, but he quite seemed to know, and he often said stocks were up and shares were down in a way that would have made any woman respect him.

I'll teach you how to jump on the wind's back, and then away we go.