Quotes About Innocence

A boy's story is the best that is ever told.

I should like to ask you:--Does your childhood seem far off? Do the days when you sat at your mother's knee, seem days of very long ago?

Dear, gentle, patient, noble Nell . . . .

a law of the Suspected, which struck away all security for liberty or life, and delivered over any good and innocent person to any bad and guilty one; prisons gorged with people who had committed no offence, and could obtain no hearing;

The terrible announcement that the baby had been taken in the act of putting a doll's frying-pan into his mouth, and was more than suspected of having swallowed a fictitious turkey, glued on a wooden platter! The immense relief of finding this a false alarm! The joy, and gratitude, and ecstasy!

I knew I was as innocent of my birth as a queen of hers and that before my Heavenly Father I should not be punished for birth nor a queen rewarded for it.

a boy of my name, with a forehead that I know and golden hair, to this place—then fair to look upon, with not a trace of this

Blameless as I was, and knew that I was, in reference to any wrong she could possibly suspect me of, I shrunk before her strange eyes, quite unable to endure their hungry lustre.

and I fancied I was little Pip again.

in short, I should have liked, I do confess, to have had the lightest licence of a child, and yet to have been man enough to know its value.

I looked as grateful as any boy possibly could, who was wholly uninformed why he ought to assume the expression.

Besides, the children of the poor know but few pleasures. Even the cheap delights of childhood must be bought and paid for.

There was a curious mixture in the boy, of uncompleted savagery, and uncompleted civilization.

it always grieves me to contemplate the initiation of children into the ways of life, when they are scarcely more than infants. It checks their confidence and simplicity—two of the best qualities that Heaven gives them—and demands that they share our sorrows before they are capable of entering into our enjoyments.

He was a mere child in the world, but he didn't cry for the moon.

There was something so natural and winning to Clara's resigned way of looking at these stores in detail, as Herbert pointed them out, -- and something so confiding, loving and innocent, in her modest manner of yielding herself to Herbert's embracing arm -- and something so gentle in her, so much needing protection.

If they can't make me innocent out of the whole truth, they are not likely to do it out of anything less, or anything else.

She is like the morning," he said. "With that golden hair, those blue eyes, and that fresh bloom on her cheek, she is like the summer morning. The birds here will mistake her for it. We will not call such a lovely young creature as that, who is a joy to all mankind, an orphan. She is the child of the universe.

Confieso que me habría gustado gozar de las alegres libertades de un niño, y ser lo bastante mayor para apreciar su dolor.

She is the prettiest and most engaging little fairy in the world.

The sands are the children's great resort. They cluster there, like ants: so busy burying their particular friends, and making castles with infinite labour which the next tide overthrows, that it is curious to consider how their play, to the music of the sea, foreshadows the realities of their after lives.

Y cuando paso por el viejo camino no me sorprendo, sólo lo compadezco, si veo andando delante de mí a un niño inocente y soñador que se crea un mundo imaginario de su extraña experiencia y sórdido vivir.

can see back to very early days indeed, when my bad dreams—they were frightful, though my more mature understanding has never made out why—were of an interminable sort of ropemaking, with long minute filaments for strands, which, when they were spun home together close to my eyes, occasioned screaming.

He was a mere child in the world, but he didn't cry for the moon. He said to the world, 'Go your several ways in peace! Wear red coats, blue coats, lawn-sleeves, put pens behind your ears, wear aprons; go after glory, holiness, commerce, trade, any object you prefer; only - let Harold Skimpole live!