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Pollyanna siterer Peter Pan av Fredrik Skavlan (side 34)
05:33, 25. juli 2013 Ingen har det som favoritt.
"Surely you know what a kiss is?" she asked, aghast. "I shall know when you give it to me," he replied...
Pollyanna siterer Peter Pan av Fredrik Skavlan (side 31)
05:31, 25. juli 2013 Ingen har det som favoritt.
She asked where he lived. "Second to the right," said Peter, "and then straight on till morning." "What a funny address!"
Pollyanna siterer Peter Pan av Fredrik Skavlan (side 27)
05:29, 25. juli 2013 Ingen har det som favoritt.
They were already the only persons in the street, and all the stars were watching them.
Stars are beautiful, but they may not take an active part in anything, they must just look on for ever.
Pollyanna siterer Peter Pan av Fredrik Skavlan (side 7)
05:27, 25. juli 2013 Ingen har det som favoritt.
You would see her on her knees, I expect, lingering humorously over some of your contents, wondering where on earth you had picked this thing up, making discoveries sweet and not so sweet (...)
When you wake in the morning, the naughtinesses and evil passions with which you went to bed have been folded up small and placed at the bottom of your mind, and on the top, beautifully aired, are spread out your prettier thoughts, ready for you to put on.
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[ Slettet bruker ] siterer Peter Pan og Wendy av Tormod Haugen
12:22, 2. august 2012 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I am the best there ever was!
[ Slettet bruker ] siterer Peter Pan og Wendy av Tormod Haugen
12:21, 2. august 2012 Ingen har det som favoritt.
Second to the right, and straight on till morning.
[ Slettet bruker ] siterer Peter Pan og Wendy av Tormod Haugen
18:13, 1. august 2012 Ingen har det som favoritt.
I do believe in fairies! I do! I do!
[ Slettet bruker ] siterer Peter Pan og Wendy av Tormod Haugen
18:07, 1. august 2012 Ingen har det som favoritt.
Oh, the cleverness of me!
If growing up means it would be beneath my dignity to climb a tree, I'll never grow up, never grow up, never grow up! Not me!
Girls, you know, are much too clever to fall out of their prams.
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