A Moment After The Fairy's Entrance The

Oh The Gladness Of Their Gladness When They're Glad, And The Sadness Of Their Sadness When They're Sad; But The Gladness Of Their Gladness, And The Sadness Of Their Sadness, Are As Nothing To Their Badness When They're Bad

You Won't Forget Me, Peter, Will You, Before Spring-cleaning Time Comes? Of Course Peter Promised, And Then He Flew Away. He Took Mrs. Darling's Kiss With Him. The Kiss That Had Been For No One Else Peter Took Quite Easily. Funny. But She Seemd Satisfied.

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

Nothing Is Really Work Unless You Would Rather Be Doing Something Else.

It May Have Been Quixotic, But It Was Magnificent.