Every living thing was shunning him. Poor little Peter Pan, he sat down and cried, and even then he did not know that, for a bird, he was sitting on … - J. M. Barrie

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Every living thing was shunning him. Poor little Peter Pan, he sat down and cried, and even then he did not know that, for a bird, he was sitting on his wrong part. It is a blessing that he did not know, for otherwise he would have lost faith in his power to fly, and the moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it. The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply that they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.

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About J. M. Barrie

Sir James Matthew Barrie (9 May 1860 – 19 June 1937) was a Scottish novelist and dramatist, more commonly known as J. M. Barrie. He is most famous as the author of the play Peter Pan, or The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up.

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Pen Names: Ceyms
Native Name: James Matthew Barrie
Alternative Names: J.M. Barrie Sir James Matthew Barrie, 1st Baronet James Barrie JM Barrie James M. Barrie
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