Wendy, Wendy, when you are sleeping in your silly bed you might be flying about with me saying funny things to the stars.
JAMES M. BARRIEThere is a saying in the Neverland that,every time you breathe, a grown-up dies.
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…it was like an examination paper that asks grammar, when what you want to be asked is Kings of England.
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Those who bring sunshine into the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves.
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Feeling that Peter was on his way back, the Neverland had again woke into life. We ought to use the pluperfect and say wakened, but woke is better and was always used by Peter.
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Facts were never pleasing to him. He acquired them with reluctance and got rid of them with relief. He was never on terms with them until he had stood them on their heads.
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Them that has china plates themsel’s is the maist careful not to break the china plates of others
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A woman can be anything the man who loves her would have her be.
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Children have the strangest adventures without being troubled by them. For instance, they may remember to mention, a week after the event happened, that when they were in the wood they had met their dead father and had a game with him.
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Dreams do come true, if we only wish hard enough.
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There are few more impressive sights in the world than a Scotsman on the make.
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How shall we ever know if it’s morning if there’s no servant to pull up the blinds?
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Has it ever struck you that trout bite best on the Sabbath? God’s critters tempting decent men.
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She asked where he lived. Second to the right,’ said Peter, ‘and then straight on till morning.
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I don’t want to go to school and learn solemn things.
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Absence makes the heart grow fonder… or forgetful.
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For when you looked into my mother’s eyes you knew, as if He had told you, why God sent her into the world – it was to open then minds of all who looked to beautiful thoughts. And that is the beginning and end of literature.
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