J.M. Barrie Quotes

When she expressed a doubtful hope that Tinker Bell would be glad to see her, he said, ‘Who is Tinker Bell?’t‘O Peter,’ she said, shocked; but even when she explained he could not remember.t‘There are such a lot of them,’ he said. ‘I expect she is no more.’tI expect he was right, for fairies don’t live long, but they are so little that a short time seems a good while to them.

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 so much the humblest one that Wendy was especially gentle with him.

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

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 flying over it. John lived in a boat turned upside down on the sands, Michael in a wigwam, Wendy in a house of leaves deftly sewn together. John had no friends, Michael had friends at night, Wendy had a pet wolf forsaken by its parents...

Off we skip like the most heartless things in the world, which is what children are, but so attractive; and we have an entirely selfish time, and then when we have need of special attention we nobly return for it, confident that we shall be rewarded instead of smacked.

The last thing he ever said to me was, 'Just always be waiting for me, and then some night you will hear me crowing.

For long the two enemies looked at one another, Hook shuddering slightly, and Peter with the strange smile upon his face."So, Pan," said Hook at last, "this is all your doing.""Ay, James Hook," came the stern answer, "it is all my doing.""Proud and insolent youth," said Hook, "prepare to meet thy doom.""Dark and sinister man,“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.

Love, it is said, is blind, but love is not blind. It is an extra eye, which shows us what is most worthy of regard. To see the best is to see most clearly, and it is the lover's privilege.

Let no one who loves be called altogether unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow.

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.

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 vowed to make it.

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.

God gave us our memories so that we might have roses in December.

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

Courage is the thing. All goes if courage

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 I should just love to give my mother one.

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