#innocence

My child, I know you're not a child But I still see you running wild Between those flowering trees. Your sparkling dreams, your silver laugh Your wishes to the stars above Are just my memories. And in your eyes the ocean And in your eyes the sea The waters frozen over With your longing to be free. Yesterday you'd awoken To a world incredibly old. This is the age you are broken Or turned into gold. You had to kill this child, I know. To break the arrows and the bow To shed your skin and change. The trees are flowering no more There's blood upon the tiles floor This place is dark and strange. I see you standing in the storm Holding the curse of youth Each of you with your story Each of you with your truth. Some words will never be spoken Some stories will never be told. This is the age you are broken Or turned into gold. I didn't say the world was good. I hoped by now you understood Why I could never lie. I didn't promise you a thing. Don't ask my wintervoice for spring Just spread your wings and fly. Though in the hidden garden Down by the green green lane The plant of love grows next to The tree of hate and pain. So take my tears as a token. They'll keep you warm in the cold. This is the age you are broken Or turned into gold. You've lived too long among us To leave without a trace You've lived too short to understand A thing about this place. Some of you just sit there smoking And some are already sold. This is the age you are broken Or turned into gold. This is the age you are broken or turned into gold. ↗

— Antonia Michaelis

#growing-up #innocence #poem #youth #age

Every life is march from innocence, through temptation, to virtue or vice. ↗

— Lyman Abbott

#innocence #life #march #temptation #through

The decision of such judges as Claudius and his Senate is worth very little in the question of a man's innocence or guilt; but the sentence was that Seneca should be banished to the island of Corsica. ↗

— Frederic William Farrar

#claudius #decision #guilt #his #innocence

What innocence, may I ask, is being played here when it is known that this virtuous damsel has already got a dozen illegitimate children? ↗

— Nikita Khrushchev

#ask #being #children #dozen #got

Individualism is rather like innocence; there must be something unconscious about it. ↗

— Louis Kronenberger

#individualism #innocence #like #must #rather

Whoever blushes is already guilty; true innocence is ashamed of nothing. ↗

— Jean-Jacques Rousseau

#ashamed #blushes #guilty #innocence #nothing

Louis Malle was the best filmmaker I've ever worked with. He was such an artist. He was dealing with the theme of innocence and experience. ↗

— Brooke Shields

#best #dealing #ever #experience #filmmaker

Whether we knew many who died on September 11 or personally knew none, we all lost something on that day. Innocence. Security. A trust that our homeland would always be safe. ↗

— Bob Taft

#day #died #homeland #innocence #knew

Being part of the natural world reminds me that innocence isn't ever lost completely; we just need to maintain our goodness to regain it. ↗

— Jewel

#completely #ever #goodness #innocence #just

I saw something I could never forget. I saw lifetimes of acknowledgement, fear, wisdom, questioning, and understanding in a child's eye. It was the worst thing I would ever witness. ↗

— Shannon A. Thompson

#fear #innocence #life-lessons #life-loss #questioning