James M. Barrie
James M. Barrie
Sir James Matthew Barrie, 1st Baronet, OMwas a Scottish novelist and playwright, best remembered today as the creator of Peter Pan. He was born and educated in Scotland but moved to London, where he wrote a number of successful novels and plays. There he met the Llewelyn Davies boys, who inspired him to write about a baby boy who has magical adventures in Kensington Gardens, then to write Peter Pan, or The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up, a "fairy play"...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth9 May 1860
knowledge knowing-everything age
I am not young enough to know everything.
time golden hours
You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by; but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.
thinking air lovely
You just think lovely wonderful thoughts," Peter explained, "and they lift you up in the air.
boys dust years
But the years came and went without bringing the careless boy; and when they met again Wendy was a married woman, and Peter was no more to her than a little dust in the box in which she had kept her toys.
girl heart broken
"She was not a little girl heart-broken about him; she was a grown woman smiling at it all, but they were wet smiles.
home way fairy
After a time he fell asleep, and some unsteady fairies had to climb over him on their way home from an orgy.
children father adventure
Children have the strangest adventures without being troubled by them. For instance, they may remember to mention, a week after the event happened, that when they were in the wood they had met their dead father and had a game with him.
long forever peter
Forever is a very long time Peter
believe boys differences
The difference between him and the other boys at such a time was that they knew it was make-believe, while to hime make-believe and true were exactly the same thing. This sometimes troubled them, as when they had to make-believe that they had had their dinners.
awake not-sure knows
He looked at her uncomfortably; blinking, you know, like one not sure whether he was awake or asleep.
colour astonishing
astonishing splashes of colour
inspirational motivational inspiring
The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever to be able to do it.
beautiful heart curves
She adored all beautiful things in their every curve and fragrance, so that they became part of her. Day by day, she gathered beauty; had she had no heart (she who was the bosom of womanhood) her thoughts would still have been as lilies, because the good is the beautiful.
wrath tree usual
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.