#peter

We've got to laugh or break our hearts in this damnable world. ↗

— Dorothy L. Sayers

#life #lord-peter-wimsey #humor

See," he said, "the arrow struck against this. It is the kiss I gave her. It has saved her life. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#kiss #life-saving #neverland #peter-pan #wendy

Our heroine knew that the mother would always leave the window open for her children to fly back by; so they stayed away for years and had a lovely time... ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#love

I found I could listen without envy to Letty's singing, and afterwards when the applause came, I did not mind that Mrs Knowles was heaping praises upon her. Peter's hands were on my chair, and when I leaned back I could feel them against my shoulders. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

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

He tousled Baby's hair, then looked up at Tiger Lily. "The woods have rules." He put Baby down gingerly in his trough with his bottle. "But the rules are ugly." "It's nature," she said, thoughtfully. "I have a lot of disagreements with nature," he said, looking confused, and his downy brow wrinkled over his eyes. ↗

— Jodi Lynn Anderson

#peter-pan #rules #tiger-lily #nature

Fairies have to be one thing or the other, because being so small they unfortunately have room for one feeling only at a time. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#fairies #fantasy #peter-pan #children

She asked where he lived. Second to the right,' said Peter, 'and then straight on till morning. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#fantasy #peter-pan #fantasy

As a journalist, one tends to think there's nothing off limits ↗

— Peter Jennings

#journalist

Lily and James only made you Secret-Keeper because I suggested it,” Black hissed, so venomously that Pettigrew took a step backward. “I thought it was the perfect plan . . . a bluff. . . . Voldemort would be sure to come after me, would never dream they’d use a weak, talentless thing like you. . . . It must have been the finest moment of your miserable life, telling Voldemort you could hand him the Potters. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#sirius-black #dreams

Where is my chance to be somebody's Peter Van Houten?' He hit the steering wheel weakly, the car honking as he cried. He leaned his head back, looking up. 'I hate myself I hate myself I hate this I hate this I disgust myself I hate it I hate it I hate it just let me fucking die. ↗

— John Green

#depressing #peter-van-houten #sad #the-fault-in-our-stars #weakness