“Yes, I was infatuated with you: I am still. No one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me. I cut you out because I couldn’t stand being a passing fancy. Before I give my body, I must give my thoughts, my mind, my dreams. And you weren’t having any of those.”—Sylvia Plath
Peter: I don’t want it to escape. Are you kidding? Dreamcatchers are very delicate. Don’t you even know how dreamcatchers work?
Woman: Yes, they catch all your bad dreams and you hang it right above your bed.
Peter: Not in Neverland, they don’t. In Neverland these are one of the best treasures you could possibly have because they catch all of your good dreams and they hold them so you can go back to them as much as you want.
“She cast one more lingering, half-fainting glance at the prince, and then threw herself from the ship into the sea, and thought her body was dissolving into foam. The sun rose above the waves, and his warm rays fell on the cold foam of the little mermaid, who did not feel as if she were dying. She saw the bright sun, and all around her floated hundreds of transparent beautiful beings; she could see through them the white sails of the ship, and the red clouds in the sky; their speech was melodious, but too ethereal to be heard by mortal ears, as they were also unseen by mortal eyes. The little mermaid perceived that she had a body like theirs, and that she continued to rise higher and higher out of the foam. ‘Where am I?’ asked she, and her voice sounded ethereal, as the voice of those who were with her; no earthly music could imitate it.”—Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Mermaid