Times have changed since a certain author was executed for murdering his publisher. They say that when the author was on the scaffold he said good-bye to the minister and to the reporters, and then he saw some publishers sitting… — James M. Barrie Copy Share Image
Every living thing was shunning him. Poor little Peter Pan, he sat down and cried, and even then he did not know that, for a bird, he was sitting on his wrong part. It is a blessing that he did… — James M. Barrie Copy Share Image
How shall we ever know if it's morning if there's no servant to pull up the blinds? — James M. Barrie Copy Share Image
We should be slower to think that the man at his worst is the real man, and certain that the better we are ourselves… — James M. Barrie Copy Share Image
Courage: The lovely virtue-the rib of Himself that God sent down to His children. — James M. Barrie Copy Share Image
Because you see when a new baby laughs for the first time a new fairy is born, and as there are always new babies… — James M. Barrie Copy Share Image
Has it ever struck you that trout bite best on the Sabbath? God's critters tempting decent men. — James M. Barrie Copy Share Image
Wise children always choose a mother who was a shocking flirt in her maiden days, and so had several offers before she accepted their… — James M. Barrie Copy Share Image
It's a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it, you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have… — James M. Barrie Copy Share Image
If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up!… — James M. Barrie Copy Share Image
