People who shut their eyes to reality simply invite their own destruction, and anyone who insists on remaining in a state of innocence long after that innocence is dead turns himself into a monster. – James Baldwin
There is no aphrodisiac like innocence. – Jean Baudrillard
Every harlot was a virgin once. – William Blake
Only the old are innocent. That is what the Victorians understood, and the Christians. Original sin is a property of the young. The old grow beyond corruption very quickly. – Malcolm Bradbury
So justice while she winks at crimes, Stumbles on innocence sometimes. – Samuel Butler (poet)
The innocent is the person who explains nothing. – Albert Camus
The greenhorn is the ultimate victor in everything; it is he that gets the most out of life. – G. K. Chesterton
One threatens the innocent who spares the guilty. – Sir Edward Coke
It is well for the heart to be naive and the mind not to be. – Anatole France
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. – Graham Greene
All things truly wicked start from an innocence. – Ernest Hemingway
He is armed without who is innocent within, be this thy screen, and this thy wall of brass. – Horace
She looked as though butter wouldnt melt in her mouth –or anywhere else. – Else Lanchester
Its innocence when it charms us, ignorance when it doesnt. – Mignon McLaughlin
To vice, innocence must always seem only a superior kind of chicanery. – Ouida
Now my innocence begins to weigh me down. – Jean Racine
Prudishness is pretense of innocence without innocence. Women have to remain prudish as long as men are sentimental, dense, and evil enough to demand of them eternal innocence and lack of education. For innocence is the only thing which can ennoble lack of education. – Friedrich Von Schlegel
Innocence is like polished armor; it adorns and defends. – Bishop Robert South
If you would live innocently, seek solitude. – Publilius Syrus
We can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences. But our innocence goes awfully deep, and our discreditable secret is that we dont know anything at all, and our horrid inner secret is that we dont care that we dont. – Dylan Thomas
