Know you what it is to be a child? It is to be something very different from the man of read more

Know you what it is to be a child? It is to be something very different from the man of to-day. It is to have a spirit yet streaming from the waters of baptism; it is to believe in love, to believe in loveliness, to believe in belief; it is to be so little that the elves can reach to whisper in your ear; it is to turn pumpkins into coaches, and mice into horses, lowness into loftiness, and nothing into everything, for each child has its fairy godmother in its own soul.

The innocent and the beautiful Have no enemy but time

The innocent and the beautiful Have no enemy but time

A mind conscious of innocence laughs at the lies of rumor.

A mind conscious of innocence laughs at the lies of rumor.

"In innocence there is no strength against evil," said
Sparrowhawk, a little wryly. "But there is strength in it read more

"In innocence there is no strength against evil," said
Sparrowhawk, a little wryly. "But there is strength in it for
good."

That's what it takes to be a hero, a little gem of innocence inside you that makes you want to read more

That's what it takes to be a hero, a little gem of innocence inside you that makes you want to believe that there still exists a right and wrong, that decency will somehow triumph in the end

When my daughter was about seven years old, she asked me one day what I did at work. I told read more

When my daughter was about seven years old, she asked me one day what I did at work. I told her I worked at the college - that my job was to teach people how to draw. She stared at me, incredulous, and said, "You mean they forget?"

O God, keep me innocent; make others great!
[Fr., O mon Dieu, conserve-moi innocente, donne la grandeur aux
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O God, keep me innocent; make others great!
[Fr., O mon Dieu, conserve-moi innocente, donne la grandeur aux
autres.]

To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower:
Hold read more

To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower:
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure, a messenger of peace and love, a resting place for read more

A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure, a messenger of peace and love, a resting place for innocence on earth, a link between angels and men