Sir James Matthew Barrie, 1st Baronet, OM (May 9, 1860 - June 19, 1937) was a Scottish author and dramatist, best remembered today as the creator of Peter Pan. (Full Wikipedia article.)
All of this has happened before, and it will all happen again.
All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.
God gave us our memories so that we might have roses in December.
I'm not young enough to know everything.
It is frightfully difficult to know much about the fairies, and almost the only thing known for certain is that there are fairies wherever there are children.
It is not real work unless you would rather be doing something else.
Let no one who loves be called altogether unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow.
Life is a long lesson in humility.
Never ascribe to an opponent motives meaner than your own.
Shall we make a new rule of life from tonight: always to try to be a little kinder than is necessary?
She was a large woman who seemed not so much dressed as upholstered.
Stars are beautiful, but they may not take part in anything, they must just look on forever.
The best of our fiction is by novelists who allow that it is as good as they can give, and the worst by novelists who maintain that they could do much better if only the public would let them.
The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it.
The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it.
The printing press is either the greatest blessing or the greatest curse of modern times, one sometimes forgets which.
The secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes, but in liking what one has to do.
The tragedy of a man who has found himself out.
There are few more impressive sights in the world than a Scotsman on the make.
Those who bring sunshine into the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves.
To die will be an awfully big adventure.
We are all failures- at least, the best of us are.
We never understand how little we need in this world until we know the loss of it.
What is algebra, exactly? Is it one of those three-cornered things?
When a new baby laughs for the first time a new fairy is born, and as there are always new babies there are always new fairies.
Wise children always choose a mother who was a shocking flirt in her maiden days, and so had several offers before she accepted their fortunate papa.
You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by. Yes, but some of them are golden only because we let them slip.
Young boys should never be sent to bed. They always wake up a day older.