Quotes About Innocence

What time can be more beautiful when the one in which the finest virtues, innocent cheerfulness and indefinable longing for love constitute the sole motives of your life.

My head was spinning, I had never seen blood. Four years old, this don't feel like love.

Let [children] be able to do all things, and love to do only the good.

Kids love to look at pictures of themselves.

Ramona could not understand why grown-ups always talked about how quickly children grew up. Ramona thought growing up was the slowest thing there was, slower even than waiting for Christmas to come. She had been waiting years just to get to kindergarten, and the last half hour was the slowest part of all.

I'm not a pest," said Ramona indignantly, and to get even she stretched one of Susan's curls and whispered, "Boing!

Ramona was filled with the glory of losing her first tooth and love for her teacher. Miss Binney had said she was brave! This day was the most wonderful day in the world! The sun shone, the sky was blue, and Miss Binney loved her.

She's playing she's waiting for a bus," explained Beezus. Henry groaned. It was the dumbest game he had ever heard of.

Life, Henry discovered, was suddenly so full of interesting things to do that he rode his bicycle through a pile of autumn leaves in the gutter just for the joy of hearing them crackle. "Clank, clank!" Ramona yelled after him. "Clank, clank!" answered Henry.

I remember when Ramona named one of her dolls Chevrolet after the car." Everyone laughed.

Safely past the livery stable, we crossed back over Maple Street. We usually met a relative or two. Sometimes it was Uncle Fred, my father's oldest brother, who had a fascinating bald head. After we passed him, Mother said, "You mustn't stare at Uncle Fred's bald head. You might hurt his feelings." How could I hurt his feelings when I so admired his bald head? I once tried to cut off my own hair so I could be bald, too.

Amy thought a moment. How could they get rid of their mother? "We could have her away taking care of a sick neighbor, and we are all alone in the house

Clank, crash, clank. Ramona forgot about her father being out of a job, she forgot how cross he had been since he gave up smoking, she forgot about her mother coming home tired from work and about Beezus being grouchy lately. She was filled with joy.

carpet tickling the bottoms of their feet and their nosegays

That girl has been bad again," Ramona heard the four-year-old next door say to her little sister.

RAMONA AND THE MILLION DOLLARS

The book I read said ten is the nicest age of growing up. It said ten-year-olds are pleasant and agreeable

Golly, Mom, I didn't do anything. I just brought my dog home on the bus like you said.

I can't think of anything that excites a greater sense of childlike wonder than to be in a country where you are ignorant of almost everything. Suddenly you are five years old again. You can't read anything, you have only the most rudimentary sense of how things work, you can't even reliably cross a street without endangering your life. Your whole existence becomes a series of interesting guesses.

There was something so marvelously innocent, so irretrievably lost, about the world back then. You could see it in the easy, confident gait and sun-drenched smiles of the vacationers in every photograph. These people were happy. I don't mean they were happy. They were happy. They were living at a good time in a lucky country and they knew it. They had good jobs, good homes, good families, good prospects, good vacations in cheerful, sunny places.

All Children Have Brain Damage!

thirteen-year-old boys looking at porn for the first time

People who get nostalgic about childhood were obviously never children.

Childhood is for spoiling adulthood.