Courage: The lovely virtue-the rib of Himself that God sent down to His children.
You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by; but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.
Forget them, Wendy. Forget them all. Come with me where you'll never, never have to worry about grown up things again.
Ambition it is the last infirmity of noble minds.
Forget not your past, for in the future it may help you grow
Never ascribe to an opponent motives meaner than your own.