Quotes from barrie j m ii

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

I am much better without tobacco, and already have a difficulty in sympathizing with the man I used to be. Even to call him up, as it were, and regard him without prejudice is a difficult task, for we forget the old selves on whom we have turned our backs, as we forget a street that has been reconstructed.

Fairies don't live long, but they are so little that a short time seems a good while to them.

I just want always to be a little boy and have fun.

Wendy, one girl is worth more than twenty boys.

Everything had been done so quietly that Peter was quite unaware of his friends' sad fate. He only knew that he was all alone, that Wendy and Michael, and John, and all the Lost Boys who had been his companions were on their way from the Never-Never-Never-Land to the country of the ordinary people who wear tall hats and frock coats as soon as they are old enough, and grow up one after the other.

Ambition -- it is the last infirmity of noble minds.

My present state is so happy that I can only look back with wonder at my hesitation to enter upon it.

There are few more impressive sights in the world than a Scotsman on the make.

We dress far too heavily. The fact is, that we would be a much healthier people if we wore less clothing. Ladies especially wrap themselves up too much, with the result that their blood does not circulate freely.

The law is such a sedentary calling, that parents who care for their sons' health should advise them against it.

It is strange how attached we become to old friends, though they be but inanimate objects.

As for a cigar after dinner, it only makes you dull and sleepy and disinclined for ladies' society.

Strictly speaking I never had a brother Henry, and yet I cannot say that Henry was an impostor.

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 forget, and I have heard of children who declared that they had never once seen a fairy. Very likely if they said this in the Kensington Gardens, they were standing looking at a fairy all the time.

Statistics showing the number of persons who yearly meet their death in our great cities by the fall of telegraph wires are published from time to time. As our cities grow, and the need of telegraphic communication is more generally felt, this danger will become even more conspicuous. Persons who value their lives are earnestly advised not to walk under telegraph wires.

Those who work hard ought to eat plentifully, or they will find that they are burning the candle at both ends. Surely no science is required to prove this. Work is, so to speak, a furnace, and the brighter the fire the more coals it ought to be fed with, or it will go out.