“Love, it is said, is blind, but love is not blind. It is an extra eye, which shows us what is most worthy of regard. To see the best is to see most clearly, and it is the lover's privilege.”

“If you shut your eyes and are a lucky one, you may see at times a shapeless pool of lovely pale colours suspended in the darkness; then if you squeeze your eyes tighter, the pool begins to take shape, and the colours become so vivid that with another squeeze they must go on fire.”

“But where do you live mostly now?"With the lost boys."Who are they?"They are the children who fall out of their perambulators when the nurse is looking the other way. If they are not claimed in seven days they are sent far away to the Neverland to defray expanses. I'm captain."What fun it must be!"Yes," said cunning Peter, "but we are rather lonely. You see we have no female companionship."Are none of the others girls?"Oh no; girls, you know, are much too clever to fall out of their prams.”

“See," he said, "the arrow struck against this. It is the kiss I gave her. It has saved her life.”

“Can anything harm us, mother, after the night-lights are lit?"Nothing, precious," she said; "they are the eyes a mother leaves behind her to guard her children.”

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

“Most disquieting reflection of all, was it not bad form to think about good form?”