James Matthew Barrie ( 10 of 14 )
Life is a long lesson in humility.
Life is a long lesson in humility.
When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went read more
When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. And now when every new baby is born its first laugh becomes a fairy. So there ought to be one fairy for every boy or girl.
... it's a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it you don't need to have anything else; read more
... it's a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it you don't need to have anything else; and if you don't have it, it doesn't much matter what else you have.
Every man who is high up loves to think that he has done it all himself; and the wife smiles, read more
Every man who is high up loves to think that he has done it all himself; and the wife smiles, and lets it go at that.
The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and read more
The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it
The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another.
The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another.
A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever.
A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever.
Every time a child says "I don't believe in fairies" there is a little fairy somewhere that falls down dead.
Every time a child says "I don't believe in fairies" there is a little fairy somewhere that falls down dead.
It is all very well to be able to write books, but can you waggle your ears?
It is all very well to be able to write books, but can you waggle your ears?
You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she was really made from his read more
You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she was really made from his funny bone.
