Quotes About Innocence

Sin embargo —cavilación enigmática—, si alguna vez he conocido a alguien que no tenía ni una sola sombra en su corazón, seguramente debía de ser un niño demasiado pequeño para hablar. —Se

the innocent silence that had gathered like a clear pool around the three men was beginning to darken into a silence of a different kind.

It would have been better if you'd been guilty in a quiet way, rather than be innocent so loud.

This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.

There were no mad flashings of the eye, no lunatic grimace passed over his face. He was not out of his mind, which was so clear and buoyant that he asked himself why he wanted to do it at all. And he said to himself that he wanted to do it because he was evil, thoroughly evil. And he smiled as he said it and was content. He looked quite innocent, like any happy person.

He looks as if he were three or four; looks just like one of those unapproachable, incomprehensible, willful little prehuman creatures, who in their ostensible innocence think only of themselves, who want to subordinate the whole world to their despotic will, and would do it, too, if one let them pursue their megalomaniacal ways and did not apply the strictest pedagogical principles to guide them to a disciplined, self-controlled, fully human existence.

These were virtuoso odours, executed as wonderful little trifles that of course no one but he could admire or would ever take note of. He was enchanted by their meaningless perfection; and at no time in his life, either before or after, were there moments of such truly innocent happiness as in those days when he playfully and eagerly set about creating fragrant landscapes, still lifes and studies of individual objects.

A babe whose feet smell of fresh butter, of bodily smells of pancakes and milky goodness and "where the hair makes a cowlick" smells like caramel, so sweet.

I don't know what you're talking about," she said with a pouty innocence that, if had she been wearing a Catholic schoolgirl uniform, would have reduced some human males to blithering and drooling idiocy.

There was something about animals and babies that causes competent and sane adults to be reduced to a state of speaking pure gibberish. Normally,

He himself, he realized, had always been most abominably frightened, even at the height of his divine power, a frail god upon a rickety throne, afraid of opening letters, of making decisions, afraid of the instinctive knowledge in the eyes of mules, of the innocent eyes of good men, of the elastic nature of the passions, even of the devotion he had received from some men, and one woman, and dogs.

But the boy was not cheated by her ignorance. He was not intensely interested in answers, the things themselves were enough. So he ran on, holding the leaf by its twig, or feather by its quill, and whereas his mother thought mostly of arriving, discovery kept him in a state of endless being.

We were as Hansel and Gretel and we ventured out into the black forest of the world.

It seemed as if the whole of the world was slowly being stripped of innocence. Or maybe I was seeing a little too clearly.

The mind of a child is like a kiss on the forehead — open and disinterested

Sadece kendim olmak istiyor ve Peter Pan klan?ndan geliyordum. Biz asla büyümezdik.

The child, mystified by the commonplace, moves effortlessly into the strange..

It is said that children do not distinguish between living and inanimate objects; I believe they do. A child imparts a doll or tin soldier with magical life-breath. The artist animates his work as the child his toys.

that he was a good boy trying to be bad.

I felt a fleeting pang in my heart for I knew that innocent phase of our life had passed.

But in the book," I say, "the mockingbird is supposed to be a symbol of innocence. That's why it's a sin to kill one." "Who says it's a symbol of innocence?" asks Mort. "Teachers," I tell him. "Book reviewers, critics --" "Wikipedia," Elena calls from behind the window display.

His mother's name was Rose, and when he was big enough to tie his shoes and stop wetting the bed, he was going to marry her.

Dread has become fact. Innocence has turned into guilt, and hope is a word that rhymes with despair.

Dumbfounded, I stood before the court, trying to figure out if there was a state of being between "guilty" and "innocent." Why were those my only alternatives? I thought. Why couldn't I be "neither" or "both"?