I'll hold you in my heart, until I can hold you in my arms. - J.M. Barrie

When she expressed a doubtful hope that Tinker Bell would be glad to see her, he said, ‘Who is Tinker Bell?’
‘O Peter,’ she said, shocked; but even when she explained he could not remember.
‘There are such a lot of them,’ he said. ‘I expect she is no more.’
I expect he was right, for fairies don’t live long, but they are so little that a short time seems a good while to them.

The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.

You always know after you are two. Two is the beginning of the end.