The Elizabethan age might be better named the beginning of the smoking era.

...and thus it will go on, so long as children are gay and innocent and heartless.

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

There are many different kinds of bravery. There's the bravery of thinking of others before one's self. Now, your father has never brandished a sword nor fired a pistol, thank heavens. But he has made many sacrifices for his family, and put away many dreams... He put them in a drawer. And sometimes, late at night, we take them out and admire them. But it gets harder and harder to close the drawer... He does. And that is why he is brave.

If I were younger, I'd know more.

This meal happened to be a make-believe tea, and they sat round the board guzzling in their greed; and really, what with their chatter and recriminations, the noise, as Wendy said, was positively deafening.

Courage: The lovely virtue-the rib of Himself that God sent down to His children.