My thoughts and prayers are with the people of Newtown, Connecticut right now. Words like tragic and horrifying seem inadequate. Anyway, I thought we could all do with some hope right now.
I hope, or I could not live. ~ The Island of Doctor Moreau by H. G. Wells
From the death of each day’s hope another hope sprung up to live to-morrow. ~ The Old Curiosity Shop by Charles Dickens
I believe that this life is not all; neither the beginning nor the end. I believe while I tremble; I trust while I weep. ~ Villette by Charlotte Bronte
Could James M. Barrie, the author of Peter Pan, be the literary Kevin Bacon of his day? It might sound a little nutty, but take a look at his connections:
He had a long-standing correspondence with
Robert Louis Stevenson. Despite that fact that the two wrote many letters, they never met in person.
George Meredith, the author of The Ordeal of Richard Feverel, was his friend.
George Bernard Shaw was Barrie’s neighbor for several years. He collaborated with
H.B. Marriott Watson on a biography of Richard Savage. Barrie’s friend
H. G. Wells tried to help him with his marital problems. Barrie knew
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and James M. Barrie were good friends. You can read about their friendship at our partner site, The Chronicles of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Barrie’s formed a cricket team, the Allah-Akabarries. Some of Barrie’s teammates included,
Conan Dolye, H. G. Wells, Jerome K. Jerome, P. G. Wodehouse, A. E. W. Mason, E. V. Lucas, E. W. Hornung, Maurice Hewlett, A. A. Milne (of Winnie the Pooh fame) and G. K. Chesterton.