608 Quotes About Innocence

Lift up your eyes from your books, from your past, from your hurts and look upon all people with love, because when you look into another’s eyes and see innocence, you find it in yourself.

To preserve your innocence while acquiring intelligence, that is a true mark of wisdom.

I don't want a grown-up person at all. A grownup won't listen to me; he won't learn. He will try to do things his own way and not mine. So I have to have a child. I want a good sensible loving child, one to whom I can tell all my most precious candy-making secrets-while I am still alive.

When do they turn the streetlights on? Does each streetlight have a separate switch?Where did all the choo-choo trains go?Why don't people just draw their own money?Who decided that red means stop and green means go?Is there only one moon?Are all car honks the same?How do the police stop trees from growing in the middle of the street?Do people paint their own cars?What is a fire hydrant?Why don't people whistle when they walk?Where do airplanes live when they are not flying?

[THE DAILY BREATH]Underneath the body of pain, is your heart of love. Underneath the clothing of hurt, is your naked forgiveness.Underneath the storms of worries and fear and guilt is the innocent glow of the Spirit of Love. Underneath all you think and feel you are, there You actually are: an innocent child of Life.

Why are girls to be told that they resemble angels; but to sink them below women? Or, that a gentle, innocent female is an object that comes nearer to the idea which we have formed of angels than any other. Yet they are told, at the same time, that they are only like angels when they are young and beautiful; consequently, it is their persons, not their virtues, that procure them this homage.

The girl fears for her shame and values, that girl is the symbol of an innocence and cuteness… because ultimately she decorates her feminism…

Be open to the evolution of you, as every day we are presented with the privilege to celebrate a re-birth.

I was misplaced airthat cradled all around you,held to cobalt skiesto shelter your fledgling wings.