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 gets blocked. You miss the freshness and magic of the moment. Learn to be innocent again, and that freshness never fades.
innocence
It is photography itself that creates the illusion of innocence. Its ironies of frozen narrative lend to its subjects an apparent unawareness that they will change or die. It is the future they are innocent of. Fifty years on we look at them with the godly knowledge of how they turne dout after all - who they married, the date of their death - with no thought for who will one day be holding photographs of us.
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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 me, my pale face, the way the muscles in my neck stuck out like thin wire. I saw how much that cruel necklace became me. And, for the first time in my innocent and confined life, I sensed in myself a potentiality for corruption that took my breath away.
innocence lust
Innocence eroded into nightmare. All because of very bad touch. Love, corrupted.
innocence corruption
You can call it innocence, or you can call it gullibility, but Celia made the most common mistake of the good-hearted: she assumed that everyone else was just like her.
The others cast themselves down upon the fragrant grass, but Frodo stood awhile still lost in wonder. It seemed to him that he had stepped through a high window that looked on a vanished world. A light was upon it for which his language had no name. All that he saw was shapely, but the shapes seemed at once clear cut, as if they had been first conceived and drawn at the uncovering of his eyes, and ancient as if they had endured for ever. He saw no colour but those he knew, gold and white and blue and green, but they were fresh and poignant, as if he had at that moment first perceived them and made for them names new and wonderful. In winter here no heart could mourn for summer or for spring. No blemish or sickness or deformity could be seen in anything that grew upon the earth. On the land of Lórien, there was no stain.
innocence purity
No one loses their innocence. It is either taken or given away willingly.
innocence choices-and-consequences
That was my first instinct -- to protect him. It never occurred to me that there was a greater need to protect myself. Innocence always calls mutely for protection when we would be so much wiser to guard ourselves against it: innocence is like a dumb leper who has lost his bell, wandering the world, meaning no harm.
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O God, I love you to the edge of madness, Venetia, but I'm not mad yet--not so mad that I don't know how disastrous it might be to you--to us both! You don't realize what an advantage I should be taking of your innocence!
innocence madness
Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door.
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I'm not..' Angharad began, but then she thought. Not what? Not a bad person? Perhaps. But had she never known anger? Never held unkind thoughts? The stranger's observation was valid. No one was innocent of darkness.
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 the second coming of innocence.
How could he maintain the apology in his eyes without getting carried away by her cherubic innocence?
innocence apology
The truth is, not one of is innocent. We all have sins to confess.
There is no aphrodisiac like innocence
I want to get out of here means I want to be innocent.
We speak of love when we destroy nature. It sounds like innocence of cruel arrogance.
Soul of a victim tends to prove her innocence.
innocence victim
Maturity is the moment one regains one's innocence.
innocence maturity
MCMXIVThose long uneven linesStanding as patientlyAs if they were stretched outsideThe Oval or Villa Park, The crowns of hats, the sunOn moustached archaic facesGrinning as if it were allAn August Bank Holiday lark; And the shut shops, the bleachedEstablished names on the sunblinds, The farthings and sovereigns, And dark-clothed children at playCalled after kings and queens, The tin advertisementsFor cocoa and twist, and the pubsWide open all day--And the countryside not caring: The place names all hazed overWith flowering grasses, and fieldsShadowing Domesday linesUnder wheat's restless silence; The differently-dressed servantsWith tiny rooms in huge houses, The dust behind limousines; Never such innocence, Never before or since, As changed itself to pastWithout a word--the menLeaving the gardens tidy, The thousands of marriages, Lasting a little while longer: Never such innocence again.
innocence wwi
Those who will never be fooled can never be delighted, because without self-forgetfulness there can be no delight, and this is a great and grievous loss.
innocence delight
My passionate puritan!
There are many more layers to innocence than one might ever imagine, and we are ever unaware of them until each barrier is breached.
To vice, innocence must always seem only a superior kind of chicanery.
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I was very lighthearted. This often the way when the abandonment of personal responsibility is enforced: neither wronged innocence or just guilt can seriously impair the sensation of freedom one has.
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