Fairies have to be one thing or the other, because being so small they unfortunately have room for one feeling only at a time.

Boy, why are you crying?

Those who bring sunshine into the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves.

Stars are beautiful, but they must not take an active part in anything, they must just look on forever. It is a punishment put on them for something they did so long ago that no star now knows what it was.

Next moment he was standing erect on the rock again, with that smile on his face and a drum beating within him. It was saying, "To die will be an awfully big adventure.

If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up! Not me!

Wendy, Wendy, when you are sleeping in your silly bed you might be flying about with me saying funny things to the stars.