“What’s your name?’ he asked. ‘Wendy Moira Angela Darling,’ she replied with some satisfaction. ‘What is your name?’ ‘Peter Pan.’ She was already sure that he must be Peter, but it did seem a comparatively short name. ‘Is that all?’… — J.M. Barrie Copy Share Image
“Bringing up the rear, the place of greatest danger, comes Tiger Lily, proudly erect, a princess in her own right. She is the most… — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
“Some disquieting confessions must be made in printing at last the play of Peter Pan; among them this, that I have no recollection of… — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
“Peter was a superb swordsman, and parried with dazzling rapidity; ever and anon he followed up a feint with a lunge that got past… — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
“Second to the right, and straight on till morning." That, Peter had told Wendy, was the way to the Neverland” — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
“You are too late," he cried proudly, "I have shot the Wendy. Peter will be so pleased with me." Overhead Tinker Bell shouted "Silly… — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
“I must not let him know this, for it would make him conscious, and so break the spell that binds him and me together.” — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
“None of them knew. Perhaps it was best not to know. Their ignorance gave them one more glad hour; and as it was to… — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
“Sir James Matthew Barrie, 1st Baronet OM (9 May 1860 – 19 June 1937), more commonly known as J. M. Barrie, was a Scottish… — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
“However, as we are here we may as well stay and look on. That is all we are, lookers-on. Nobody really wants us. So… — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
“Peter,' she asked, trying to speak firmly, 'what are your exact feelings for me?' Those of a devoted son, Wendy.' I thought so,' she… — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
“It was not really Saturday night, at least it may have been, for they had long lost count of the days; but always if… — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
“For otherwise he would have lost faith in his power to fly, and the moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for… — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
“The loveliest tinkle as of golden bells answered him. It is the fairy language. You ordinary children can never hear it, but if you… — J.M. Barrie Copy Share
