She asked where he lived. Second to the right,' said Peter, 'and then straight on till morning.

David tells me that fairies never say 'We feel happy': what they say is, 'We feel dancey'.

Again came that ringing crow, and Peter dropped in front of them. "Greeting, boys," he cried, and mechanically they saluted, and then again was silence. He frowned. "I am back," he said hotly, "why do you not cheer?

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

Life is a cup of tea; the more heartily we drink the sooner we reach the dregs.

In time they could not even fly after their hats. Want of practice, they called it; but what it really meant was that they no longer believed.

What a polite game tennis is. The chief word in it seems to be "sorry" and admiration of each other's play crosses the net as frequently as the ball.