The Elizabethan age might be better named the beginning of the smoking era.

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

Strength instead of being the lusty child of passion, grows by grappling with and subduing them.

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

After you have been unfair to him he will love you again, but he will never afterwards be quite the same boy. No one ever gets over the first unfairness; no one except Peter.

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

Wendy," Peter Pan continued in a voice that no woman has ever yet been able to resist, "Wendy, one girl is more use than twenty boys.

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.

Wendy, Wendy, when you are sleeping in your silly bed you might be flying about with me saying funny things to the stars.

Peter: Oh, the cleverness of me. Wendy: Of course, I did nothing... Peter: You did a little. Wendy: Oh, the cleverness of you.

Build a house?" exclaimed John. "For the Wendy," said Curly. "For Wendy?" John said, aghast. "Why, she is only a girl!" "That," explained Curly, "is why we are her servants.

He finally had a reason to live, just in time to die.

We can't help everybody. You can't keep everyone alive.

In India, we kind of concentrate only on weight loss. I want to teach people that it is very important to be strong and fit, rather than just thin.

Better than the one who knows what is right is the one who loves what is right.

I'm not in the business of changing policies. I hope to inform, not form, decisions.

Elisa Albert in a nutshell: funny, self-aware, and genuinely fearless that she might be a lunatic, or a genius, or both.

telling the truth about children's lives is radical.

The problems for which I could find no solution in fact had no solution.

My mum died when I was 14. That is a kind of strange age to lose a mother. John lost his mum when he was 17.

The wicked have told me of things that delight them, but not such things as your law has to tell.