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

“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 let us watch and say jaggy things, in the hope that some of them will hurt.”

“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.”

“God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.”

“I suppose it's like the ticking crocodile, isn't it? Time is chasing after all of us.”

“And if he forgets them so quickly," Wendy argued, "how can we expect that he will go on remembering us?”

“I am the best there ever was!”