I Don't Want To Go To School

Again Came That Ringing Crow, And Peter Dropped In Front Of Them. "greeting, Boys," He Cried, And Mechanically They Saluted, And Then Again Was Silence. He Frowned. "i Am Back," He Said Hotly, "why Do You Not Cheer?

The Secret Of Happiness Is Not In Doing What One Likes, But In Liking What One Does.

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.

Wendy: Sir, You Are Both Ungallant And Deficient! Peter: How Am I Deficient? Wendy: You're Just A Boy.

I Know, I Feel, That With The Introduction Of Tobacco England Woke Up From A Long Sleep. Suddenly A New Zest Had Been Given To Life. The Glory Of Existence Became A Thing To Speak Of. Men Who Had Hitherto Only Concerned Themselves With The Narrow Things Of Home Put A Pipe Into Their Mouths And Became Philosophers.