J.M. Barrie

If he could get the hang of the thing his cry might become To live would be an awfully big adventure! but he can never quite the hang of it...

The night nursery of the Darling family, which is the scene of our opening Act, is at the top of a rather depressed street in Bloomsbury. We have a right to place it where we will, and the reason Bloomsbury is chosen is that Mr. Roget once lived there.

Proud and insolent youth, prepare to meet thy doom.

If he could get the hang of the thing his cry might become "To live would be an awfully big adventure!" but he can never quite get the hang of it, and so no one is as gay as he.

"Do you believe in fairies? Say quick that you believe! If you believe, clap your hands!" (Many clap, some don't, a few hiss. But Tink is saved.)

Dark and sinister man, have at thee.

"Her light is growing faint, and if it goes out, that means she [Tinker Bell] is dead! Her voice is so low I can scarcely tell what she is saying. She says - she says she thinks she could get well again if children believed in fairies!"

Second to the right and then straight on till morning.

I just want always to be a little boy and have fun.

With rapturous face he produces his pipes, and the Never birds and the fairies gather closer till the roof of the little house is so thick with his admirers that some of them fall down the chimney. He plays on and on till we wake up.

I'm youth, I'm joy, I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.

I'll teach you to jump on the wind's back and then away we go.