peter-pan

But I did not bring the Wild Boy to England simply so he could learn from us. I also brought him here so we could learn from him; so we can remember what it means to be young- to be innocent. You are still young now, but there will come a time when you will be grown-up, and it is easy, so easy, to forget how precious, how dear, life is. Then you forget to smile, to laugh, to cry, to dream. I hope knowing Peter will help you to hold on fiercely to your own innocence, to live joyfully, even in the midst of difficult times.

He might have run off then, and thus avoided a great many adventures to come, but the girl cried, __ait!_ and he turned to face her. __lease,_ she implored from the window. __on__ go. Come with us. I promise you won__ regret it.__or a moment, Peter stood in the road indecisively, staring into the girl__ eyes as if trying to penetrate a great mystery.

Peter was a superb swordsman, and parried with dazzling rapidity; ever and anon he followed up a feint with a lunge that got past his foe's defense, but his shorter reach stood him in ill stead, and he could not drive the steel home

Girls are much too clever to fall out of their prams

Why spend your whole life on the high seas looking for treasure,' Peter asked, talking to the clouds as he scaled a rope up what remained of the half-crumbled mast, 'when you could have a promised pay check in exchange for all the life you'd live between nine-and-five.

She blames herself. I hurt from knowing that I hurt her. Even when we know all of these other people are to blame. My friends. The media. Not her. Not me.I can__ help myself. I continue the cycle and I say, __ don__ want to hurt you.__ily is quiet for a moment before she says, ____ tougher than you think. You just need to believe in me. You know, like a fairy.__ do believe in fairies. I do. I do. The jubilant chorus from Peter Pan fills my ears.I look up at her, tears in both our eyes. Is that how we end this? I trust that I can share my grief with her and that she won__ crumble beneath the pain?She nods to me like go on. I can handle it.

Just a boy, Just a child,In a place where no one grows up;Young bodies with old minds,Dream and nightmare reign side by side,In a place where no one grows up;A time when darkness shrouded the sun,Vengeance birthed from sea and blood,Many had fallen in the war never won,In a place where no one grows up;When the boy__ heart grieved he became more of a man,When the pirate__ heart hardened with the loss of his hand,One dreadful night everything changed and feuds began,Now the ghosts from their mistakes are tied to this land,In a place where no one grows up;Just a boy, just a child, in appearance it__ true,But children can carry terrible burdens too,For sometimes stopping time doesn__ mean forever youth,Living, forgetting, loving, seething, bearing an all too heavy truth;Just a boy, Just a child,In a place where no one grows up.

I think we could be friends," he said, falling into step with her. "It's perfect because I wouldn't fall in love with you, like I do with the mermaids. Girls always seem so exotic. But it would be okay with you, because you're more like...you know. Not like a girl." He shrugged.

It was not really Saturday night, at least it may have been, for they had long lost count of the days; but always if they wanted to do anything special they said this was Saturday night, and then they did it.

She hated his need to always win and he hated her coldness during their arguments. They fought about the exact color of the sky and which path they should take on a hunt. They disagreed passionately about whose fish was the best tasting. They could work up extreme hatred for each other at a moment's notice.

I know that some people disparage you for your lack of knowledge, and I know you may not understand me, Peter, but I wish you could, because you might be the only person who would. I feel that I can tell you anything Peter.

I began to see that Wendy had something Tiger Lily hadn't even known she was supposed to have. Of all the things Tiger Lily had thought she might have to be for Peter-strong, brave; to be big and to keep up-she had never thought that the one thing he wanted most from her was simply to show that she believed in him, always and without fail.

...One cannot help but consider the future- what will it be like when all the wild places of the earth have been taken over by civilization, and there is no more room for Indians, Pirates, and Wild Boys?

life's better with girls. boys need girls.

We built that Wendy House our own selves, for Wendy! And you can't keep a Wendy out of her own Wendy House!

Not everyone can be rich,' Peter went on. 'Not everyone can be strong or clever. Not everyone can be beautiful. But we can ALL be brave! If we tell ourselves we can do it; if we say to our hearts, 'don't jump about'; if we carry ourselves like heroes... we can all be brave! We can all look Danger in the face and be glad to meet it, and draw our swords and say, 'Have at you, Danger! You don't scare me!' Courage is just there for the taking; you don't need money to buy it. You don't need to go to school to learn it! Courage is the thing, isn't it? Don't you think so, people? Aren't I right? Courage is the thing! All goes if courage goes!

Tell me a story,' demanded Fireflyer.'Why? Do you eat them, too, then?''Only the ohs and ayes and ees and oos. The Kays are too spikey and the zeds are too buzzzy and the ones with the dots get stuck in your teeth and the esses sometimes slide down inside your vest and tickle.

She did not believe he could have really gone, because for her, to leave the person you loved was impossible.