Quotes About Innocence

She looketh as butter would not melt in her mouth.

O holy simplicity!

In increments both measurable and not, our childhood is stolen from us -- not always in one momentous event but often in a series of small robberies, which add up to the same loss.

Losing innocence. Remembering Heaven. That was the essence of Hell

Renard was obliged to report ruefully to his master that the laws of England were so unsatisfactory that it was impossible to have people executed unless they had previously been proved guilty.

Mientras su nieto le cogía la mano, el juez pensó en lo firme que era el apretón de un niño. «Cómo se aferran a la vida —pensó—, no como los adultos.»

Troy glanced at the boys, wondering how much they heard and how much they understood. Eight cherubic faces, and sixteen hard, ruthless eyes looked back at him.

Children don't have hearts yet, not really. They haven't been hurt into the need for one.

The wisest keeps something of the vision of a child. Though he may understand a thousand things that a child could not understand, he is always a beginner, close to the original meaning of life.

We'll never feel safe again, and so it's bye-bye innocence. It's been nice knowing you, but you're gone now.

Then the day came when we stopped playing. We'd gone a couple of months without our usual games, but a few days into the school holidays I got my dolls out and tried to start up again. And it had all gone. The magic didn't work any more. I could barely even remember how we'd done it, but I tried to recapture the mood, the storylines, the way the dolls had moved and thought and spoken. But now it was like reading a meaningless book.

The Spice Girl morality is the morality of the three-year-old.

There are some things that once you've lost, you never get back. Innocence is one. Love is another. I guess childhood is a third.

Wasn't that how people in other countries viewed all American people—with their innocence, their Disney, their inability to drive stick shift? With the way they were protected—the way I was protected—from so much of the "reality" that happened elsewhere?

I found myself remembering the day in kindergarten when the teachers showed us Dumbo, and I realized for the first time that all the kids in the class, even the bullies, rooted for Dumbo, against Dumbo's tormentors. Invariably they laughed and cheered, both when Dumbo succeeded and when bad things happened to his enemies. But they're you, I thought to myself. How did they not know? They didn't know. It was astounding, an astounding truth. Everyone thought they were Dumbo.

Your atom, I think it will never go back to peace, to cereal or rocks or anything like that. Once it has been seduced there is no way back, the way is always ahead, and it is so much harder after the passage from innocence. But it does not work to pretend to be innocent anymore. That seduced atom has energies that seduce people, and those rarely get lost.

Why was "plain" a euphemism for "ugly," when the very hallmark of human beauty was its plainness, the symmetry and simplicity that always seemed so young and so innocent. It was impossible not to think that here beauty was one of the most important things about her - something having to do with who she really was.

There was the golden age, the years our children were nine, ten, eleven. Fourth and fifth grade....of course you never realize it's the golden age until it's over.

Ten, she decided, was the perfect age for a boy. J.D. did not need the constant caretaking that the other kids needed, but his heart and mind were still those of a child.

My brother Calvin is very sweet. God had to give him to us because he squealed so much he sturbed the angels. We are not angels so he dont sturb us.

?lov?k v sedmi letech nezná sv?tské špatnosti, nezná bolest a nezná nedoufání, neskli?ují ho vidiny, ale zná ženu. Nikdy zplozenec mužského pohlaví nezná ženu tak jako v sedmi letech. Je pro n?ho tehdy nikoliv oporou, nikoliv radostí a ani žertem. Je jistotou sv?ta; je nesmrtelná.

Technology is neutral: It convicts and finds innocents. We must make it a regularized part of the system, giving defendants access to DNA testing and evidence whenever it might be relevant.

Ah, we were blest in Arcady! Our hearts were innocent and free, We had no word for doubt or fear, We knew no sorrow and no tear, We felt no heart-ache and no pang, But lived and loved and laughed and sang-- Nor dreamed that heaven could happier be Than our glad life in Arcady!

Francis focused on the woman's eyes. They really were quite free of guile, he reflected. Unusual in the females of his acquaintance, and therefore refreshing.