Quotes from J. M. Barrie

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

By the way, what an extraordinarily polite game tennis is. The chief word in it seems to be 'sorry' and admiration of each other's play crosses the net as frequently as the ball.

Alick. What is Charm, exactly, Maggie? Maggie. Oh it's - it's a sort of bloom on a woman. If y ou have it, you don't need to have anything else; and if you don't have it, it doesn't much matter what else you have.

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

God gives us memory so that we may have roses in December.

Heaven for climate, Hell for company.

Let no one who loves be called unhappy. For even love unreturned has its rainbow.

The secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes, but in liking what one has to do.

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