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
neverland crocodiles chasing
I suppose it's like the ticking crocodile, isn't it? Time is chasing after all of us.
adventure games helping
Peter invented, with Wendy's help, a new game that fascinated him enormously, until he suddenly had no more interest in it, which, as you have been told, was what always happened with his games. It consisted in pretending not to have adventures...
kings examination want
...it was like an examination paper that asks grammar, when what you want to be asked is Kings of England.
way three admire
It was dreadful the way all the three were looking at him, just as if they did not admire him.
mother way respect-women
Mr. Darling used to boast to Wendy that her mother not only loved him but respected him. He was one of those deep ones who know about stocks and shares. Of course no one really knows, but he quite seemed to know, and he often said stocks were up and shares were down in a way that would have made any woman respect him.
thinking reflection form
Most disquieting reflection of all, was it not bad form to think about good form?
mother heart thinking
They knew in what they called their hearts that one can get on quite well without a mother, and that it is only the mothers who think you can't.
may looks danger
All are keeping a sharp look-out in front, but none suspects that the danger may be creeping up from behind.
islands rate rounds
They were going round and round the island, but they did not meet because all were going at the same rate.
worry long forget
Forget them, Wendy. Forget them all. Come with me where you'll never, never have to worry about grown up things again. Never is an awfully long time.
mother doors waiting
The door', replied Maimie, 'will always, always be open, and mother will always be waiting at it for me.
mind
asleep to rummage in their minds
thinking hands house
The fairies, as their custom, clapped their hands with delight over their cleverness, and they were so madly in love with the little house that they could not bear to think they had finished it.
children tinkerbell fairy
It is frightfully difficult to know much about the fairies, and almost the only thing for certain is that there are fairies wherever there are children.