#peter

Bunter came with me in the role of a friend. A role he has always played to perfection." "It does not require dissimulation, my lord," said Bunter. "Thank you," said Peter. ↗

— Jill Paton Walsh

#friendship #lord-peter #lord-peter-wimsey #friendship

The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever to be able to do it. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#belief #fantasy #flying #imagination #kensington-gardens

We've got to laugh or break our hearts in this damnable world. ↗

— Dorothy L. Sayers

#life #lord-peter-wimsey #humor

See," he said, "the arrow struck against this. It is the kiss I gave her. It has saved her life. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#kiss #life-saving #neverland #peter-pan #wendy

Shortly after you left the room, Bushell came over and spoke to your father. I was not near enough to hear what he said, but Maria Lucas told me afterwards that he had been -' (she smiled) 'amazingly impertinent.' 'Peter actually spoke to Papa?' 'He did. According to Maria, he had the impudence to criticise Mr Bennet for his treatment of you. I must say it gives me the most favourable idea of his character. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#cute #honor #jane-austen #love #mary-bennet

Peter.' It was the first time I had used his name. 'You heard me sing tonight, did you not?' 'Yes, love.' The endearment took my breath away - made me forget what I meant to say. I stood there with but one thought: He must care about me. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#love #lovely #mary-bennet #peter-bushell #pride-and-prejudice

Would it be such a terrible thing for us to fall in love?" he asked. ... "Ask me again in the morning. ↗

— Donna Thurland

#ask #grey #kate #love #morning

I lost the letter in rather embarrassing circumstances. We were to dine at Parramatta Government House that same evening, and Peter had come in early from harvesting the wheat, sitting down in all his dirt to read the precious missive. I sat beside him, fresh from my bath. And so handsome did my husband look, long legs sprawled in Dungaree trousers and frowning over my father's spiky hand, that I could not resist reaching out to smooth away the frown. He caught my hand to his lips, still reading, and then chancing to look up, and reading my face more swiftly than he would ever read the written word, pulled me onto his lap. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#jennifer-paynter #love #mary-bennet #peter-bushell #pride-and-prejudice

Build a house?" exclaimed John. "For the Wendy," said Curly. "For Wendy?" John said, aghast. "Why, she is only a girl!" "That," explained Curly, "is why we are her servants. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#women #women

He was a poet; and they are never exactly grown-up. ↗

— J.M. Barrie

#barrie #children #grown-up-poetry #kesnington-gardens #london