Charm. It's a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it, you don't need to have anything else; and if you don't have it, it doesn't much matter what else you have.
No. You see children know such a lot now, they soon don't believe in fairies, and every time a child says, ‘I don't believe in fairies,' there is a fairy somewhere that falls down dead.
Would you like an adventure now, he said casually to John, or would you like to have your tea first?
I know not, sir, whether Bacon wrote the works of Shakespeare, but if he did not, it seems to me that he missed the opportunity of his life.
There were odd stories about him; as that when children died he went part of the way with them, so that they should not be frightened.
You must see for yourselves that it will be difficult to follow Peter Pan's adventures unless you are familiar with the Kensington Gardens.
Our life is a book to which we add daily, until suddenly we are finished, and then the manuscript is burned.
They took it for granted that if they went he would go also, but really they scarcely cared. Thus children are ever so ready, when novelty knocks, to desert their dearest ones.
Peter measures you for your tree as carefully as for a suit of clothes: the only difference being that the clothes are made to fit you, while you have to be made to fit the tree.
Stars are beautiful, but they may not take part in anything, they must just look on forever.
The best place a person can die, is where they die for others.
Dreams do come true, if only we wish hard enough. You can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it.
The pirates, listening avidly at the mouths of the trees, heard the question put by every boy, and alas, they also heard Peter's answer.
It was the work of one brutal moment to land the beautiful girl on the rock; she was too proud to offer a vain resistance.
She was all on a noble scale, her attributes were so generous, her manner unconquerably gracious, her movements indolently active, her face so candid that you must swear her every thought lived always in the open.
I cut off a bit of him.' 'You!' 'Yes, me,' said Peter sharply. 'I wasn't meaning to be disrespectful.' 'Oh, all right' 'But, I say, what bit?' 'His right hand.' 'Then he can't fight now?
The most useless are those who never change through the years.
So fond of babes was this little mother that she had always room near her for one more.
Come with me where dreams are born and time is never planned.
You will be a Betwixt-and-Between.
He was top-heavy with conceit.
The fairies, as their custom, clapped their hands with delight over their cleverness, and they were so madly in love with the little house that they could not bear to think they had finished it.
She saw them, but did not believe they were there. You see, she saw them so often in their beds in her dreams that she thought this was just the dream hanging around her still.
She also said she would give him a kiss if he liked, but Peter did not know what she meant, and he held out his hand expectantly.
I have no recollection of writing the play of Peter Pan, now being published for the first time so long after he made his bow upon the stage.
Smee", he said huskily, "that crocodile would have had me before this, but by a lucky chance it swallowed a clock that goes tick tick inside it, and so before it can reach me I can hear the tick and bolt." He laughed, but in a hollow way. "Some day", Smee said, "the clock will run down, and then he'll get you.
Do you want an adventure now, or would you like to have your tea first?
He (Captain Hook) was never more sinister than when he was most polite, which is probably the truest test of breeding.
Forever is a very long time Peter.
Temper is a weapon that we hold by the blade.
There are few more impressive sights in the world than a Scotsman on the make.
James Hook, thou not wholly unheroic figure, farewell. For we have come to his last moment.
A strange smile was playing about his face, and Wendy saw it and shuddered. While that smile was on his face no one dared address him; all they could do was to stand ready to obey.
If you cannot teach me to fly, teach me to sing.
Her sweet mocking mouth had one kiss on it that Wendy could never get, though there it was, perfectly conspicuous in the right-hand corner.
The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another.
Do you believe in fairies?...If you believe, clap your hands!
It is glorious fun racing down the Hump, but you can't do it on windy days because then you are not there, but the fallen leaves do it instead of you. There is almost nothing that has such a keen sense of fun as a fallen leaf.
He was never more sinister than when he was most polite...
I think it's perfectly lovely the way you talk about girls...
Doctors sometimes draw maps of other parts of you, and your own map can become intensely interesting, but catch them trying to draw a map of a child's mind, which is not only confused, but keeps going round all the time.
If you have it [love], you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what else you have.
A safe but sometimes chilly way of recalling the past is to force open a crammed drawer. If you are searching for anything in particular you don't find it, but something falls out at the back that is often more interesting.
Thus did the terrified three learn the difference between an island of make-believe and the same island come true.
I say, Wendy, he whispered to her, always if you see me forgetting you, just keep on saying ‘I'm Wendy,' and then I'll remember.
After you have been unfair to him he will love you again, but he will never afterwards be quite the same boy. No one ever gets over the first unfairness; no one except Peter.
Growing up is such a barbarous business, full of inconvenience... and pimples.
I forget them after I kill them,' he replied carelessly. When.
To live will be an awfully big adventure.
