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Wendy, Darling (Wendy, Darling, #1) Wendy, Darling by A.C. Wise
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“Anger became her habit, Neverland her defence.”
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“Loving something means having something to lose.”
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“Peter was always monster and boy both.”
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“A toy, but one sharp enough for killing, because that's the kind of boy Peter is.”
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“She has the sudden impression that bits of his skin might lift away, like a mask hiding something terrible underneath.”
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“Mothers are meant to keep their children safe, but also to prepare them for life. Help them grow. What can a mother be to a boy determined to remain perpetually young? Only a shadow, forever chained to him and trailing in his wake, bearing all his hurts so he doesn’t have to.”
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“Neverland is hers, it is precious; she will not give it to anyone to use as a weapon against her. It’s enough that Wendy knows, deep in her heart, that if she’d jumped, the sky would never let her fall.”
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“You have to stand up, even when you're scared, because if you let the monsters frighten you and take away the things you love, then they win.”
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“Wendy is a creature made all of want, aching for the cold expression to melt from Peter's face, aching for her friend to take her hand and ask her to fly away with him.”
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“Keep on loving her. It’s that simple, and that complicated. Love. Fight. Never back down. It’s time for her to grow up, truly.”
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tags: love
“It is the deepest truth in all the world that her mother will never let anything bad happen to her.”
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“In a whole word built to fit his whims, Wendy is the fractured piece slipped out of place.”
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“I remember what it feels like to burn," Tiger Lily says.”
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“Tiger Lily's words echo in her head—He made me into the worst thing he could imagine, being grown up.
Wendy brushes at her cheeks, furious with herself. She should be focused on Tiger Lily, but all she can picture is Peter's face as he stood at the end of Jane's bed, seeing her daughter and not her. No wonder Peter couldn't see her. She has become everything he hates.
She looks at Tiger Lily again. Is that what Peter thinks growing up means? Becoming a shell with the ghost of the child you once were trapped inside?”
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“Neverland is a lie." She opens her eyes and looks at Mary. "I don't mean it isn't real, because it is. I mean things there aren't what they should be. Neverland is a story, a little boy's idea of pirates and Indians and mermaids. Except Peter isn't really a boy. He's something else. I don't know what he is, but I think he made himself into the idea of what a boy should be, and that's a very dangerous thing.”
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“She isn't a child to be frightened by ghosts. She's grown woman, and she's faced real monsters, the kind who wear uniforms and wield needles and restraints.”
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“It doesn't matter what weapons the boys use, or what they're wearing. Even though she isn't allowed to ask about the war, she understands enough about what it means. War is where men go to kill each other. These boys—even though some of them are younger than she is—hold death in their eyes.”
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“Like every game Peter has proposed since she got here, she doesn't understand the rules to this one either; she only knows she can't be the first to look away.”
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“Wendy knows deep down that once her feet had touched the sands of Neverland's beach, she never would have looked back. How long would it have taken her to forget Mary? To forget her brothers? Forget everything?
She would have run and kept running and never have thought of England again. Because that's what Neverland is—running away, cowardly, without even saying goodbye. It's leaving behind everything you claim to love to embrace purely selfish joy. No responsibilities, no consequences, and nothing ever matters or changes.”
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“Wendy knows deep down that once her feet had touched the sands of Neverland's beach, she never would have looked back. How long would it have taken her to forget Mary? To forget her brothers? Forget everything?

She would have run and kept running and never have thought of England again. Because that's what Neverland is—running away, cowardly, without even saying goodbye. It's leaving behind everything you claim to love to embrace purely selfish joy. No responsibilities, no consequences, and nothing ever matters or changes.”
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“Wendy knows deep down that once her feet had touched the sands of Neverland's beach, she never would have looked back. How long would it have taken her to forget Mary? To forget her brothers? Forget everything? She would have run and kept running and never have thought of England again. Because that's what Neverland is—running away, cowardly, without even saying goodbye. It's leaving behind everything you claim to love to embrace purely selfish joy. No responsibilities, no consequences, and nothing ever matters or changes.”
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“Peter is exactly the kind of boy to lash out in his pain, like an animal cornered but still possessed of its teeth and claws.”
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“She hasn’t decided what truths or lies she’ll tell to others yet, but there’s one thing Jane is certain of – she will not lie to herself, and she will always remember.”
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tags: lies
“Because that’s what Neverland is—running away, cowardly, without even saying goodbye. It’s leaving behind everything you claim to love to embrace purely selfish joy. No responsibilities, no consequences, and nothing matters or ever changes.”
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“Wendy finds the second star from the right, knowing it like an anchor to her soul, and sets her course, flying straight on ’til morning.”
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