Innocence is a pretty dangerous thing, you know. Revisit Dostoevsky's 'The Idiot' or, for that matter, Greene's 'The Quiet American' to find out how destructive it can be.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Innocence is one of the most exciting things in the world.
Innocence is not virtue. Virtue demands the active employment of an ardent mind in the promotion of the general good. No man can be eminently virtuous who is not accustomed to an extensive range of reflection.
Innocence most often is a good fortune and not a virtue.
Innocence can be more powerful than experience.
Innocence is always unsuspicious.
In every American there is an air of incorrigible innocence, which seems to conceal a diabolical cunning.
Innocence is thought charming because it offers delightful possibilities for exploitation.
It's innocence when it charms us, ignorance when it doesn't.
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.
Innocence is like a dumb leper who has lost his bell, wandering the world, meaning no harm.