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!

I do believe in fairies! I do! I do!

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...

The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever to be able to do it.

POLICEMAN. Good luck. (She finds it easiest just to nod in reply) I wish I was a Prince.

He was a poet; and they are never exactly grown-up.

One girl is worth more use than 20 boys.

I’m not young enough to know everything.

Every time a child says ‘I don’t believe in fairies’ there is a little fairy somewhere that falls down dead.

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...

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

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.

He did not alarm her, for she thought she had seen him before in the faces of many women who have no children. Perhaps he is to be found in the faces of some mothers...

I wasn’t crying about mothers,” he said rather indignantly. “I was crying because I can’t get my shadow to stick on. Besides, I wasn’t crying.

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.