#pete

If you made a better rat than a human, it’s not much to boast about, Peter. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#human #peter-pettigrew #rat #prison

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. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#innocence

I won't compete with anybody. I love to compete with my own body. When God closes a door against me, I should not attempt to bang on it. And if God gives me a key to open a door, I should not misuse that key! ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#aim-high #big-dream #close #compete #competition

Blessed with the love of a good man, I felt equal to anything - even the prospect of living out my days in the Antipodes. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#jane-austen #jennifer-paynter #love #lucky #mary-bennet

I am the best there ever was! ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#fairies

Peter was a superb swordsman, and parried with dazzling rapidity; ever and anon he followed up a feint with a lunge that got past his foe's defense, but his shorter reach stood him in ill stead, and he could not drive the steel home ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#young-adult #home

Peter must have thought, "Who am I compared to Mr. Faithfulness (John)?" But Jesus clarified the issue. John was responsible for John. Peter was responsible for Peter. And each had only one command to heed: "Follow Me." (John 21:20-22) ↗

— Charles R. Swindoll

#comparison #jesus-christ #leadership #peter #faith

And for those of you who want to start any trouble, I have a zero tolerance policy. . . . ↗

— Simone Elkeles

#tolerance

Listening over and over to the voices through a family of instruments allowed us to recognize and appreciate the dignity and uniqueness of each living thing in the meadow and forest. ↗

— Terry Tempest Williams

#listening #music #peter-the-wolf #story #voice

I did not have an opportunity to speak privately with Peter until just as he was leaving, when he handed me one of the Burns song-sheets and (with a most earnest look) told me to read it before I went to bed. The song was 'My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose,' but it was not until was up in my bedchamber that I saw he had written on the inside page: 'My mother would be honoured if you visited her after church tomorrow. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#jane-austen #jennifer-paynter #love #lovers #mary-bennet