To die will be an awfully big adventure.

For long the two enemies looked at one another, Hook shuddering slightly, and Peter with the strange smile upon his face.”Dark and sinister man,” Peter answered, “have at thee.

To die would be an awfully big adventure.

Peter was not quite like other boys; but he was afraid at last. A tremour ran through him, like a shudder passing over the sea; but on the sea one shudder follows another till there...

On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though we shall land no more.

It is frightfully difficult to know much about the fairies, and almost the only thing for certain is that there are fairies wherever there are children.

Of course the Neverlands vary a good deal. John’s, for instance, had a lagoon with flamingos flying over it at which John was shooting, while Michael, who was very small, had a flamingo with lagoons...

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.

Courage is the thing. All goes if courage goes.”[The Rectorial Address Delivered by James M. Barrie at St. Andrew’s University May 3, 1922, to the Red Gowns of St. Andrews, Canada, 1922]

This meal happened to be a make-believe tea, and they sat ’round the board guzzling in their greed; and really, what with their chatter and recriminations, the noise, as Wendy said, was postiviely deafening.

When she expressed a doubtful hope that Tinker Bell would be glad to see her, he said, ‘Who is Tinker Bell?’‘O Peter,’ she said, shocked; but even when she explained he could not remember.‘There are...

It was not really Saturday night, at least it may have been, for they had long lost count of the days; but always if they wanted to do anything special they said this was Saturday...

Peter was not with them for the moment, and they felt rather lonely up there by themselves. He could go so much faster than they that he would suddenly shoot out of sight, to have...

See,” he said, “the arrow struck against this. It is the kiss I gave her. It has saved her life.

All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.

Don’t forget to speak scornfully of the Victorian Age; there will be time for meekness when you try to better it. Very soon you will be Victorian or that sort of thing yourselves; next session...

When you were a bird you knew the fairies pretty well, and you remember a good deal about them in your babyhood, which it is a great pity you can’t write down, for gradually you...

The door’, replied Maimie, ‘will always, always be open, and mother will always be waiting at it for me.

Girls are much too clever to fall out of their prams

To live would 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!

Life is a long lesson in humility.

Pan, who and what art thou?” he cried huskily.”I’m youth, I’m joy,” Peter answered at a venture, “I’m a little bird that has broken out of the egg.

All remember about my mother,” Nibs told them, “is that she often said to my father, ‘Oh, how I wish I had a cheque-book of my own!’ I don’t know what a cheque-book is, but...

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

Peter was a superb swordsman, and parried with dazzling rapidity; ever and anon he followed up a feint with a lunge that got past his foe’s defense, but his shorter reach stood him in ill...

All children, except one, grow up. They soon know that they will grow up, and the way Wendy knew was this. One day when she was two years old she was playing in a garden,...

You need not be sorry for her. She was one of the kind that likes to grow up. In the end she grew up of her own free will a day quicker than the other...

The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he...

Nothing is really work unless you would rather be doing something else.

It may have been quixotic, but it was magnificent.

You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting.

Always try to be a little kinder than is necessary.

It is the custom of every good mother after her children are asleep to rummage in their minds and put things straight for next morning, repacking into their proper places the many articles that have...

Growing up is such a barbarous business, full of inconvenience… and pimples.

The reason birds can fly and we can’t is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.

Ambition: it is the last infirmity of noble minds.

But where do you live mostly now?”With the lost boys.”Who are they?”They are the children who fall out of their perambulators when the nurse is looking the other way. If they are not claimed in...

Don’t you understand Tink? You mean more to me than anything in this whole world!

‎”She was not a little girl heart-broken about him; she was a grown woman smiling at it all, but they were wet smiles.

It was then that Hook bit him.Not the pain of this but its unfairness was what dazed Peter. It made him quite helpless. He could only stare, horrified. Every child is affected thus the first...

Dreams do come true, if only we wish hard enough. You can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it.

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

We are all failures- at least the best of us are.

Oh, you mysterious girls, when you are fifty-two we shall find you out; you must come into the open then. If the mouth has fallen sourly yours the blame: all the meanness your youth concealed...

If you cannot teach me to fly, teach me to sing.

All her tormentings of me turned suddenly into sweetnesses, and who could torment like this exquisite fury, wondering in sudden flame why she could give herself to anyone, while I wondered only why she could...

Every child is thus affected thus the first time he is treated unfairly. All he thinks he has a right to when he comes to you to be yours is fairness. After you have been...

But the years came and went without bringing the careless boy; and when they met again Wendy was a married woman, and Peter was no more to her than a little dust in the box...

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