The gates of heaven are so easily found when we are little, and they are always standing open to let children wander in.

Fairies don’t live long, but they are so little that a short time seems a good while to them

He who distributes the milk of human kindness cannot help but spill a little on himself.

A moment after the fairy's entrance the window was blown open by the breathing of the little stars, and Peter dropped in.

Peter: Oh, the cleverness of me. Wendy: Of course, I did nothing... Peter: You did a little. Wendy: Oh, the cleverness of you.