In their innocence, very young children know themselves to be light and love. If we will allow them, they can teach us to see ourselves the same way.

And that’s what innocence is. It’s simple and trusting like a child, not judgmental and committed to one narrow point of view. If you are locked into a pattern of thinking and responding, your creativity...

The flow of spiritual connectedness and oneness with life will dwell in you if your heart and mind is open and innocent.

When I saw him look at me with lust, I dropped my eyes but, in glancing away from him, I caught sight of myself in the mirror. And I saw myself, suddenly, as he saw...

Trustful people are the pure at heart, as they are moved by the zeal of their own trustworthiness.

I see you exhausted by poisonous flies; I see you bleeding and torn at a hundred spots; and your pride refuses even to be angry. They would have blood from you in all innocence; blood...

I don’t want there to be bad stories and me not know them.

Not every one of us sees the beauty of the stars and innocence of the moon by looking at sky.

Meadow’s Waltz…the meadow had becomeher sanctuary of spiritoffering an escape from a painno child should ever endureforeboding clouds began…

Bonnie who had never hurt a – a harmless thing for malice. Bonnie who was like a kitten making airy pounces at no prey at all. Bonnie with her hair that was called something strawberry...

In Paris, Julien’s position with regard to Madame de Renal would very soon have been simplified; but in Paris love is the child of the novels. The young tutor and his timid mistress would have...

My passionate puritan!

Work, love, courage and hope,Make me good and help me cope!

Say what you will, dear sister, we do what we do for the promise of our youth. Yet it is always they who scar beneath the points of daggers.

For children, childhood is timeless. It is always the present. Everything is in the present tense. Of course, they have memories. Of course, time shifts a little for them and Christmas comes round in the...

My head is in another dimension. My feet are talking to their soles. My nose is detecting a hint of sweaty, overpumped poon. There’s a spider corpse perpetually hanging on the wall next to my...

The past is always more innocent, because it exists peacefully in the unreachable and unchangeable parts of the imagination.

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

What do you call yourself?” the Fawn said at last. Such a soft sweet voice it had!”I wish I knew!” thought poor Alice. She answered, rather sadly, “Nothing, just now.””Think again,” it said: “that won’t...

My world was the size of a crayon box, and it took every colour to draw her

No one loses their innocence. It is either taken or given away willingly.

I saw something I could never forget. I saw lifetimes of acknowledgement, fear, wisdom, questioning, and understanding in a child’s eye. It was the worst thing I would ever witness.

You cannot make yourself have a flashback, nor will you have one unless you are emotionally ready to remember something. Once remembered, the memory can help you to face more of the truth. You can...

He was an American character, one typical of men of his generation, men who embraced the notion of freedom and individualism and the open road without always knowing its price, and whose enthusiasms could as...

Innocence is a kind of insanity

Innocence is an infinitely fragile thing and thought can sometimes injure, even destroy it. – Pg. 254

Invadiu-me um medo estranho. Não queria voltar à solidão do meu quarto. Caminhei pelas ruas de Berlim até à avenida de Kurfürstendamm que, de tão iluminada, era um mundo por si. Nada tinha a ver...

Innocence also weighs

But you were a goody-goody, you said.’ ‘Even goody-goodies think about such things. In fact, I would say that’s what defines us. We’re always thinking about the things we don’t dare do, figuring out where...

There is no client as scary as an innocent man.”J. Michael Haller, Criminal Defense Attorney, Los Angeles, 1962.

Love wasn’t to be measured, much less restricted, by methodology. Love wasn’t a method. Love was a faculty of the highest order, imagined or unimagined. Love wasn’t an activity. Love was an experience. Love was...

And as I thought about the body of Ray Brower in this light- or lack of it- what I felt was not queasiness or fear that he would suddenly appear before us, a green and...

For eventually one gets over reality’s affront to one’s innocence. One grows accustomed to the melancholy fact that we all sell ourselves at one time or another, that whoring is the dirty little secret of...

An innocent mind is a rarity. Society corrupts us all, even if only a little.

a fall from great innocence hurts the most to knowthat you are nowtainted

There are innumerable ways to murder a person, but the most subtle and pernicious of these is to mutilate the soul of the innocent by denying or downgrading their uniqueness and their beauty.

As we grow we seem to go further and further away from that child which rests within. But there was no choice and so we wander beyond innocence, beyond the touch of insanity and groom...

Evil always wins through the strength of its splendid dupes; and there has in all ages been a disastrous alliance between abnormal innocence and abnormal sin.

He moved like a dancer, which is not surprising; a horse is a beautiful animal, but it is perhaps most remarkable because it moves as if it always hears music.

We all wear masksto veil the truth.Truth is nakedness.Truth is fear.Truth is the gardener making you sit on his lapasking you tolight his cigarette.Truth is father— with a limp cigarette on his lips —telling you...

I’ve got a pretty good idea what children are, and we’re not children. Children can lose sometimes, and nobody cares.

There are many more layers to innocence than one might ever imagine, and we are ever unaware of them until each barrier is breached.

Just as she was unaware of the hidden currents of politics running below the surface of College affairs, so the Scholars, for their part, would have been unable to see the rich seething stew of...

The art of living. Isn’t that a funny expression?

Then Deborah stood at the wicket gate, the boundary, and there was a woman with outstretched hand, demanding tickets.”Pass through,” she said when Deborah reached her. “We saw you coming.” The wicket gate became a...

The thing about stereotyping is it’s usually just throwing rocks into a crowd hoping to hit somebody who deserves it.

That’s the beautiful thing about innocence; even monsters have a pocketful of childhood memories with which to seek comfort with.

The world’s crawling with stupid, innocent girls, and I’m just one of them, self-consciously chasing after dreams that will never come true.

I think there’s an innocence to me.

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