After all, one can’t leave his shadow lying about and not miss it sooner or later, don’t you agree?
Oh, but, mother, it was a such a wonderful adventure!
Why, Peter, a mother’s someone who loves and cares for you and tells you stories.
Death is but the next great adventure.
Two is the beginning of the end.
He darted across a space on which the moonlight played, one finger on his lip and his dagger at the ready. He was frightfully happy.
When the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.
I’m youth, I’m joy; I’m a little bird that has broken out of the egg.
To die will be an awfully big adventure.
There never was a simpler, happier family until the coming of Peter Pan.
If you knew how great is a mother’s love, you would have no fear.
We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though we shall land no more.
I want always to be a little boy and to have fun.