To Die Will Be An Awfully Big

You Were Hidden Behind Walls Of Ice; No Man Had Passed Them; I Broke Them Down And Love Leapt To Love, And You Lie Here, My Beautiful, Love In The Arms Of Its Lover.

He Was So Full Of Wrath Against Grown-ups, Who As Usual, Were Spoiling Everything, That As Soon As He Got Inside His Tree He Breathed Intentionally Quick Short Breaths At The Rate Of About Five To A Second. He Did This Because There Is A Saying In The Neverland, That Everytime You Breathe, A Grown-up Dies; And Peter Was Killing Them Of Vindictively As Fast As Possible.

Next Moment He Was Standing Erect On The Rock Again, With That Smile On His Face And A Drum Beating Within Him. It Was Saying, "to Die Will Be An Awfully Big Adventure.

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

When She Expressed A Doubtful Hope That Tinker Bell Would Be Glad To See Her, He Said, ‘who Is Tinker Bell?’ ‘o Peter,’ She Said, Shocked; But Even When She Explained He Could Not Remember. ‘there Are Such A Lot Of Them,’ He Said. ‘i Expect She Is No More.’ I Expect He Was Right, For Fairies Don’t Live Long, But They Are So Little That A Short Time Seems A Good While To Them.