There could not have been a lovelier sight; but there was none to see it. Except a strange boy who was staring in at the window. Peter Pan had countless joys that other children can never know, but he was looking at the one joy from which he must be forever barred.
I was not to see Peter Pan again. Now I tell his story to my children, and they will tell it to their children, and so it will go on. For all children grow up… except one.
Oh god this movie. I loved it more than anything.
