It made her think about how she couldn’t believe how big the universe was, but how small it was for her.

The living always think that monsters roar and gnash their teeth. But I’ve seen that real monsters can be friendly; they can smile, and they can say please and thank you like everyone else. Real monsters can appear to be kind. Sometimes they can be inside us.

From where I sat, Peter and Wendy were the two loneliest figures in the world. But Peter was somehow the lonelier of the two.

So many lights you’d think we were living in a constellation.

Faeries can be unfailingly loyal, even, apparently, to someone who doesn’t seem to notice them. And I felt loyal to the girl with the crow feather in her hair.

Sometimes Peter and Tiger Lily fought. A fight between them looked like this: Peter, head swirling with anger, waving his arms around and expressing five thoughts at once about why she was wrong and he was right; Tiger Lily, curling up inside like a rock, stone-faced, listening but at the same time refusing to hear. She hated his need to always win and he hated her coldness during their arguments.

I think people everywhere are the same. Only these people are my bones.

I like to think that nothing’s final, and that everyone gets to be together even when it looks like they don’t, that it all works out even when all the evidence seems to say something else, that you and I are always young in the woods, and that I’ll see you sometime again, even if it’s not with any kind of eyes I know of or understand.

Wendy’s heart beat for Peter immediately-there was no slow growing, no dark distrustfulness like Tiger Lily had had, no hesitation. Wendy didn’t believe in situations she couldn’t bend to fit her, so there was no need to be distrustful. She had the blissful confidence of someone who had never been put in a pot of turkey broth to die.

It’s all part of a plan.” He said, and smiled. “Our reward isn’t here on earth. Earth barely matters. It’s just a practice, this life is only a passing place, a stopping point on our journey.