I Am Not Young Enough To Know

Life Is A Cup Of Tea; The More Heartily We Drink The Sooner We Reach The Dregs.

And So When Mrs. Darling Went Back To The Night-nursery To See If Her Husband Was Asleep, All The Beds Were Occupied. The Children Waited For Her Cry Of Joy, But It Did Not Come. She Saw Them, But She Did Not Believe They Were There. You See, She Saw Them In Their Beds So Often In Her Dreams That She Thought This Was Just The Dream Hanging Around Her Still.

She Also Said She Would Give Him A Kiss If He Liked, But Peter Did Not Know What She Meant, And He Held Out His Hand Expectantly.

I Know I'm Not Clever But I'm Always Right.

Fame Is Rot; Daughters Are The Thing.