“Youth, like a magic bird, has flown awayHe sang a little morning-hour in MaySang to the rose, his love, that too is gone--Whither is more than you or I can say.”

“Love came easy, but it just wasn't for me.It flew away like swallows on a summer evening.Love sang softly, but it just wasn't to me.Was I a fool to give my love, to give my soul, and more away?My heart aches with longing, cries each night,As I just fall apart.—Carmen, singing "Love Has Flown Away”

“Maybe I can stand alone. Maybe I'm strong as stone. Even though the bird has flown, maybe you'll fly on home.”

“Since he knew things at the beginning, maybe at the end he knew things too. That we had gone as far as chance would take us. That nothing is more sacred than youth or more hopeful than turning yourself over to someone and saying ~ I have this time, it is not a long time, but it is my best time and my best gift, and I give it to you. When I revisit my youth, I re-visit you.”

“I'm youth, I'm joy!" Peter sang out. "I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg."This, of course, was nonsense; but it was proof to the unhappy Hook that Peter did not know at all who or what he was. This Hook though to be the best of good manners.”

“I'm youth, I'm joy, I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.”