If I Were Younger, I'd Know More.

Absence Makes The Heart Grow Fonder… Or Forgetful.

The Last Thing He Ever Said To Me Was, 'just Always Be Waiting For Me, And Then Some Night You Will Hear Me Crowing.

I Know Not, Sir, Whether Bacon Wrote The Works Of Shakespeare, But If He Did Not, It Seems To Me That He Missed The Opportunity Of His Life.

If He Thought At All, But I Don't Believe He Ever Thought, It Was That He And His Shadow, When Brought Near Each Other, Would Join Like Drops Of Water.

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