All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was playing in a garden, and she plucked another flower and ran with it to her mother. I suppose she must have looked rather delightful, for Mrs Darling put her hand to her heart and cried, โOh, why canโt you remain like this for ever!โ This was all that passed between them on the subject, but henceforth Wendy knew that she must grow up. You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.
James M. BarrieI think one remains the same person throughout, merely passing, as it were, i these lapses of time from one room to another, but all in the same house.
James M. BarrieIf he thought at all, but I don't believe he ever thought, it was that he and his shadow, when brought near each other, would join like drops of water.
James M. Barrie