I heard my name associated with the Peter Pan syndrome more than once. But really, what's so wrong with Peter Pan? Peter Pan flies. He is a metaphor for dreams and faith.
Ofelia: [in the labyrinth] Hello? [Pan awakens] Pan: It's you!
Pan: Quickly Your Majesty, give him to me. The full moon is high in the sky. We can open the portal. Ofelia: What is that in your hand? Pan: The portal will only open if we offer the blood of an innocent. Just a drop of blood: a pinprick, that's all....
[shortly after Mr. Frying Pan makes an obscure "Ike, Mike, and Mustard" reference] Mr. Frying Pan: You wanna know who we are? I'm the frying pan, see? And my boy over here, he's... Mr. Fire: Mustard. I'm Mustard, baby. Mr. Frying Pan: He's the fire. ...
Fry the chapati when the pan is hot.
A mended lid to a cracked pan.
Movements such as the Pan-Germanic, Pan-Islamic, or Pan-Negro justify themselves on the basis of their common language, or their common religion, or their color. But since the undefined masses involved in these movements lack the essential and real u...
Your bread assumes the shape of the pan you use to bake your flour. Therefore stand still and know that you can’t use a rounded pan and ever get squared bread. Change the pan and change the shape of the bread!
'Wendy': [as she is lifted by the kite] Peter! Peter Pan: Don't let go, Wendy! 'Wendy': Peter, I'm frightened! Peter Pan: Hang on, Wendy! 'Wendy': [fading] Peter! Peter Pan: To die will be an awfully big adventure.
I've fried my sausage in better pans than these.
I love little Peter Pan collars and little puff sleeves.
If ifs and ans were pots and pans, there'd be no trade for tinkers.
Grow up, Peter Pan! This is all over!
Your bread assumes the shape of the pan in which you bake your flour. Therefore stand still and know that you can't use a rounded pan and ever get squared bread. Change the pan and get your desired shape of the bread!
I hope I'll die on stage at the age at 105, playing Peter Pan.
He was a poet; and they are never exactly grown-up.
I never realized until recently how much my life parallels Peter Pan.
It's the Peter Pan in me, I don't think I'll ever grow up.
Not all who are lost are lost forever.
The thing with 'Peter Pan' is it's been done so well so many times.
Life? That is a candle in the wind; frost upon a roof; the twitching of the fish in a pan.
