«Peter Pan» kitabından alıntılar, sayfa 12
He was one of those deep ones who know about stocks and shares. Of course no one really knows, but he quite seemed to know, and he often said stocks were up and shares were down in a way that would have made any woman respect him.
Odd things happen to all of us on our way through life without our noticing for a time that they have happened. Thus, to take an instance, we suddenly discover that we don't know how long, but, say, half an hour.
Stars are beautiful, but they may not take an active part in anything, they must just look on for ever. It is a punishment put on them for something they did so long ago that no star knows what it was. So the older ones have become glassy-eyed and seldom speak (winking is the star language), but the little ones still wonder.
It was not really Saturday night, at least it may have been, for they had long lost count of the days;
but always if they wanted to do anything special they said this was Saturday night, and then they did
it.
The way Mr. Darling won her was this: the many gentlemen who had been boys when she was a girl discovered simultaneously that they loved her, and they all ran to her house to propose to her except Mr. Darling, who took a cab and nipped in first, and so he got her.
She started up with a cry, and saw the boy, and somehow she knew at once that he was Peter Pan. If you or I or Wendy had been there we should have seen that he was very like Mrs. Darling's kiss.
Вид у него был такой, точно сам дух зла покидает преисподнюю.
Если вы чуть прикроете глаза, и при этом вам повезет, тогда вы увидите большое пространство, заполненное водой серого и голубоватого оттенка. Теперь, если вы зажмуритесь, эта вода примет очертания и засветится разными красками. Если вы зажмуритесь еще сильней, то она заполыхает красным огнем. Вот как раз в ту самую секунду, прежде чем ей заполыхать, вы увидите Русалочью лагуну. Только таким способом ее можно разглядеть с материка. Если бы у вас на разглядывание было хотя бы две секунды, вы разглядели бы пену прибоя и услыхали бы, как поют русалки.
Конечно, он просто болтал вздор; но несчастный Крюк реши, что Питер сам не знает, кто он такой и что собой представляет, а это, как известно, отличает только самых воспитанных людей.
Ясно одно: что крокодил, как и всякое существо, одержимое навязчивой идеей, был глупым животным.
