I Taught You To Fight And To

I Like Well To Be In The Company Of Explorers

Peter Was Not With Them For The Moment, And They Felt Rather Lonely Up There By Themselves. He Could Go So Much Faster Than They That He Would Suddenly Shoot Out Of Sight, To Have Some Adventure In Which They Had No Share. He Would Come Down Laughing Over Something Fearfully Funny He Had Been Saying To A Star, But He Had Already Forgotten What It Was, Or He Would Come Up With Mermaid Scales Still Sticking To Him, And Yet Not Be Able To To Say For Certain What Had Been Happening. It Was Really Rather Irritating To Children Who Had Never Seen A Mermaid.

Why Can't You Fly Now, Mother?" "because I Am Grown Up, Dearest. When People Grow Up They Forget The Way." "why Do They Forget The Way?" "because They Are No Longer Gay And Innocent And Heartless. It Is Only The Gay And Innocent And Heartless Who Can Fly.

Do You Know," Peter Asked, "why Swallows Build In The Eaves Of Houses? It Is To Listen To The Stories.

Those Who Bring Sunshine Into The Lives Of Others Cannot Keep It From Themselves.