Innocence gave me confidence to go up against reality.
I want to make things that put me in the position of innocence, that recreate the feeling of innocence in you.
Is the world all grown up? Is childhood dead? Or is there not in the bosom of the wisest and the best some of the child's heart left, to respond to its earliest enchantments?
She looked as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth - or anywhere else.
At all costs the true world of childhood must prevail, must be restored; that world whose momentous, heroic, mysterious quality is fed on airy nothings, whose substance is so ill-fitted to withstand the brutal touch of adult inquisition.
Sometimes I think children are the worst people alive. And even if they're not- even if some smiling toddler is as pure as Evian- it's only a matter of time.
Innocence is a desirable thing, a dainty thing, an appealing thing, in its place; but carried too far, it is merely ridiculous.
Stay innocent. I'm 69 years old, and I'm still innocent.
Innocence most often is a good fortune and not a virtue.
Innocence is indeed a glorious thing; but, unfortunately, it does not keep very well and is easily led astray.
Happiness is our natural state. Happiness is the natural state of little children, to whom the kingdom belongs until they have been polluted and contaminated by the stupidity of society and culture.
