Top 100 J.M. Barrie Quotes
#1. Don't forget to speak scornfully of the Victorian Age; there will be time for meekness when you try to better it. Very soon you will be Victorian or that sort of thing yourselves; next session probably, when the freshman come up.
#2. On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though we shall land no more.
#3. There could not have been a lovelier sight; but there was none to see it except a little boy who was staring in at the window. He had ecstasies innumerable that other children can never know; but he was looking through the window at the one joy from which he must be for ever barred.
#4. He was top-heavy with conceit.
#5. to have faith is to have wings. Now,
#6. All of this has happened before, and it will all happen again.
#7. Most disquieting reflection of all, was it not bad form to think about good form?
#8. Even though you want to try to, never grow up
#9. Do you believe in fairies? ... If you believe, clap your hands!
#10. In time they could not even fly after their hats. Want of practice, they called it; but what it really meant was that they no longer believed.
#11. You expected too much of me' I told him, and he bowed his head. 'I don't know where you brought your grand ideas of men and women from. I don't want to know' I added hastily. But I must have been a prettier word that this' I said: 'are you quite sure that you were wise in leaving it?
#12. Peter invented, with Wendy's help, a new game that fascinated him enormously, until he suddenly had no more interest in it, which, as you have been told, was what always happened with his games. It consisted in pretending not to have adventures ...
#13. You just think lovely wonderful thoughts," Peter explained, "and they lift you up in the air.
#14. Peter measures you for your tree as carefully as for a suit of clothes: the only difference being that the clothes are made to fit you, while you have to be made to fit the tree.
#15. You are too late," he cried proudly, "I have shot the Wendy. Peter will be so pleased with me."
Overhead Tinker Bell shouted "Silly ass!" and darted into hiding.
#16. I wasn't crying about mothers," he said rather indignantly. "I was crying because I can't get my shadow to stick on. Besides, I wasn't crying.
#17. You need not be sorry for her. She was one of the kind that likes to grow up. In the end she grew up of her own free will a day quicker than the other girls.
#18. It is the nightly custom of every good mother after her children are asleep to rummage in their minds and put things straight for the next morning, repacking into their proper places the many articles that have wandered during the day.
#19. I remember kisses," said Slightly. "Let me see. Aye, that is a kiss. A powerful thing.
#20. A strange smile was playing about his face, and Wendy saw it and shuddered. While that smile was on his face no one dared address him; all they could do was to stand ready to obey.
#21. but I dared not tell him my suspicions, for he suspected also and his gentle heart would have mourned had I confirmed his fears. The
#22. Life is a long lesson in humility.
#23. Thus, when you cry out, 'Greedy! Greedy!' to the bird that flies
away with the big crust, you know now that you ought not to do this, for he is very likely taking it to Peter
Pan.
#24. Some disquieting confessions must be made in printing at last the play of Peter Pan; among them this, that I have no recollection of having written it.
#25. Take care, lest an adventure is now offered you, which, if accepted, will plunge you in deepest woe.
#26. All remember about my mother," Nibs told them, "is that she often said to my father, 'Oh, how I wish I had a cheque-book of my own!' I don't know what a cheque-book is, but I should just love to give my mother one.
#27. I suppose it's like the ticking crocodile, isn't it? Time is chasing after all of us.
#28. All children, except one, grow up.
#29. He swore this terrible oath: Hook or me this time.
#30. Courage is the thing. All goes if courage goes.
[The Rectorial Address Delivered by James M. Barrie at St. Andrew's University May 3, 1922, to the Red Gowns of St. Andrews, Canada, 1922]
#31. Will they reach the nursery in time? If so, how delightful for them, and we shall all breathe a sigh of relief, but there will be no story. On the other hand, if they are not in time, I solemnly promise that it will all come right in the end.
#32. To live would be an awfully big adventure.
#33. I am the best there ever was!
#34. Yes, it is a dull beginning. I say, let us pretend that it is the end.
#35. To die will be an awfully big adventure.
#36. He was so fond of her, he felt he could not live without her. "She will forget her mother in time, and be happy with me," he kept saying to himself,
#37. The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.
#38. Hook always carried about his person a dreadful drug, blended by himself of all the death-dealing rings that had come into his possession. These he had boiled down into a yellow liquid quite unknown to science, which was probably the most virulent poison in existence. Five
#39. Shall we make a new rule of life from tonight: always try to be a little kinder than is necessary?
#40. But the years came and went without bringing the careless boy; and when they met again Wendy was a married woman, and Peter was no more to her than a little dust in the box in which she had kept her toys.
#41. Mrs. Darling stretched out her arms to him, but he repulsed her. Keep back, lady, no one is going to catch me and make me a man.
#42. I do believe in fairies! I do! I do!
#43. He thought of hopping off in a comic sort of way till he was out of sight of her, and then never going near the spot any more.
#44. He looked at her uncomfortably; blinking, you know, like one not sure whether he was awake or asleep.
#45. And as she was crossing to the day-nursery he added thoughtlessly, 'And shut that window. I feel a draught.'
'O George, never ask me to do that. The window must always be left open for them, always, always.
#46. Come with me where dreams are born and time is never planned.
#47. This is a difficult question, because it is quite impossible to say how time does wear on in the Neverland, where it is calculated by moons and suns, and there are ever so many more of them than on the mainland.
#48. John and Michael raced, Michael getting a start.
#49. Mrs. Darling's kiss with him. The kiss that had been for no one else Peter took quite easily. Funny.
#50. Asleep to rummage in their minds
#51. Two is the beginning of the end.
#52. Wall-flower juice is good for reviving dancers who fall to the ground in a fit, and Solomon's Seals juice is for bruises. They bruise very easily
#53. in his mouth he had a holder of his own contrivance which enabled him to smoke two cigars at once. But undoubtedly the grimmest part of him was his iron claw. Let
#54. Doctors sometimes draw maps of other parts of you, and your own map can become intensely interesting, but catch them trying to draw a map of a child's mind, which is not only confused, but keeps going round all the time.
#55. Wendy, Wendy, when you are sleeping in your silly bed you might be flying about with me saying funny things to the stars.
#56. She is called Tinker Bell because she mends the pots and kettles.
#57. It can be only the memory of some woman," said she, "that makes you so kind to me
#58. fairies never say "We feel happy": what they say is, "We feel dancey." Well,
#59. No matter how hard we try to be mature, we will always be a kid when we all get hurt and cry
#60. She was not a little girl heart-broken about him; she was a grown woman smiling at it all, but they were wet smiles.
#61. They heard Peter crow. 'Peter!' they cried, for it was always thus that he signalled his return. 'Hide
#62. Don't you understand Tink? You mean more to me than anything in this whole world!
#63. He was never more sinister than when he was most polite ...
#64. The fairies, as their custom, clapped their hands with delight over their cleverness, and they were so madly in love with the little house that they could not bear to think they had finished it.
#65. For long I could not close my ears that night: I lay listening, I knew not what for. A scare was on me that made me dislike the dark,
#66. 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.
#67. The last thing he ever said to me was, 'Just always be waiting for me, and then some night you will hear me crowing.
#68. Stars are beautiful, but they must not take an active part in anything, they must just look on forever. It is a punishment put on them for something they did so long ago that no star now knows what it was.
#69. Twin, I think you should not have dreamt that, for I didn't, and Peter may say we oughtn't to dream differently, being twins, you know.
#70. I'll teach you how to jump on the wind's back, and then away we go.
#71. Nothing is really work unless you would rather be doing something else.
#72. Growing up is such a barbarous business, full of inconvenience ... and pimples.
#73. Life is like a cup of coffee: The more avidly you drink of it, the sooner you reach the dregs.
#74. Sir, you are both ungallant and deficient!
How am I deficient?
You're just a boy.
#75. God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.
#76. Sometimes, though not often, he had dreams, and they were more painful than the dreams of other boys. For hours he could not be separated from these dreams, though he wailed piteously in them. They had to do, I think, with the riddle of his existence.
#77. Never is an awfully long time.
#78. When ladies used to come to me in dreams, I said, 'Pretty mother, pretty mother.' But when at last she really came, I shot her.
#79. Our life is a book to which we add daily, until suddenly we are finished, and then the manuscript is burned.
#80. It is humiliating to have to confess that this conceit of Peter was one of his most fascinating qualities. To put it with brutal frankness, there never was a cockier boy.
#81. Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning.
#82. They knew in what they called their hearts that one can get on quite well without a mother, and that it is only the mothers who think you can't.
#83. I have no recollection of writing the play of Peter Pan, now being published for the first time so long after he made his bow upon the stage.
#84. astonishing splashes of colour
#85. Second to the right, and straight on till morning.
That, Peter had told Wendy, was the way to the Neverland
#86. You won't forget me, Peter, will you, before spring-cleaning time comes?
Of course Peter promised, and then he flew away. He took Mrs. Darling's kiss with him. The kiss that had been for no one else Peter took quite easily. Funny. But she seemd satisfied.
#87. Eyes that say you never must, nose that says why don't you? and a mouth that says I rather wish you could: such is the portrait of Mary A - as she and I pass by.
#88. To live will be an awfully big adventure.
#89. Fairies don't live long, but they are so little that a short time seems a good while to them
#90. Let no one who loves be called altogether unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow.
#91. Feeling that Peter was on his way back, the Neverland had again woke into life. We ought to use the pluperfect and say wakened, but woke is better and was always used by Peter.
#92. It may have been quixotic, but it was magnificent.
#93. All you need is Faith, Trust and a little Pixie Dust
#94. Tinker Bell exquisitely gowned in a skeleton leaf, cut low and square, through which her figure could be seen to the best advantage.
#95. Life and death, the child and the mother, are ever meeting as the one draws into harbour and the other sets sail. They exchange a bright "All's well" and pass on.
#96. Wendy," Peter Pan continued in a voice that no woman has ever yet been able to resist, "Wendy, one girl is more use than twenty boys.
#97. I taught you to fight and to fly. What more could there be?
#98. Peter spoke indignantly. "You don't think I would kill him while he was sleeping! I would wake him first, and then kill him. That's the way I always do." "I say! Do you kill many?" "Tons!
#99. POLICEMAN. Good luck. (She finds it easiest just to nod in reply) I wish I was a Prince.
#100. ....And for that instant his sun was at noon.
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