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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.
Unto the pure all things are pure.
Unto the pure all things are pure.
"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."
O, white innocence,
That thou shouldst wear the mask of guilt to hide
Thine awful and serenest read more
O, white innocence,
That thou shouldst wear the mask of guilt to hide
Thine awful and serenest countenance
From those who know thee not!
Innocent as a dove you will harm no one, but wise as a serpent no one will harm you.
Innocent as a dove you will harm no one, but wise as a serpent no one will harm you.
O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence
Love takes the meaning in love's conference.
O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence
Love takes the meaning in love's conference.
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?"
The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.
The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.
We were as twinned lambs that did frisk i' th' sun,
And bleat the one at th' other. What read more
We were as twinned lambs that did frisk i' th' sun,
And bleat the one at th' other. What we changed
Was innocence for innocence; we knew not
The doctrine of ill-doing, nor dreamed
That any did.
