On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though … - J.M. Barrie

Off we skip like the most heartless things in the world, which is what children are, but so attractive; and we have an entirely selfish time, and then when we have need of special attention we nobly return for it, confident that we shall be rewarded instead of smacked.

Dreams do come true, if only we wish hard enough. You can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it.

You need not be sorry for her. She was one of the kind that likes to grow up. In the end she grew up of her own free will a day quicker than the other girls.