If You Cannot Teach Me

Most Disquieting Reflection Of All, Was It Not Bad Form To Think About Good Form?

Fairies Have To Be One Thing Or The Other, Because Being So Small They Unfortunately Have Room For One Feeling Only At A Time.

Those Who Aim Low Usually Hit Their Targets.

I Suppose It's Like The Ticking Crocodile, Isn't It? Time Is Chasing After All Of Us.

But Where Do You Live Mostly Now?" With The Lost Boys." Who Are They?" They Are The Children Who Fall Out Of Their Perambulators When The Nurse Is Looking The Other Way. If They Are Not Claimed In Seven Days They Are Sent Far Away To The Neverland To Defray Expanses. I'm Captain." What Fun It Must Be!" Yes," Said Cunning Peter, "but We Are Rather Lonely. You See We Have No Female Companionship." Are None Of The Others Girls?" Oh No; Girls, You Know, Are Much Too Clever To Fall Out Of Their Prams.