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

...it was like an examination paper that asks grammar, when what you want to be asked is Kings of England.

Never ascribe to an opponent motives meaner than your own.

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

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!

Because you see when a new baby laughs for the first time a new fairy is born, and as there are always new babies there are always new fairies. They live in nests on the tops of trees; and the mauve ones are boys and the white ones are girls, and the blue ones are just little sillies who are not sure what they are.

All you need is trust and a little bit of pixie dust!