"Poor little Peter Pan! he sat down and cried, and even then he did not know that, for a bird, he was sitting on his wrong part. It is a blessing that he did not know, for otherwise he would have lost faith in his power to fly...the reason birds can fly and we can't is simply that they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings."
"It was to the island that Peter now flew to put his strange case before old Solomon Caw...
'How many of your toes are thumbs?' said Solomon a little cruelly, and Peter saw to his consternation, that all his toes were fingers.
The shock was so great that it drove away his cold...
'I suppose,' said Peter huskily, 'I suppose I can still fly?'
You see he had lost faith.
'Poor little half-and-half!' said Solomon who was not really hard-hearted, 'you will never be able to fly again, not even on windy days. You must live here on the island always.'"
"You see he had no one to tell him how children really play, for the fairies are all more or less in hiding until dusk, and so know nothing, and though the birds pretend that they could tell him a great deal, when the time for telling came, it was wonderful how little they really knew."
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