No, it is not only our fate but our business to lose innocence, and once we have lost that, it is futile to attempt a picnic in Eden.

The innocent are so few that two of them seldom meet - when they do meet, their victims lie strewn all round

No, it is not only our fate but our business to lose innocence, and once we have lost that, it is futile to attempt a picnic in Eden

I was the quintessence of sweetness and innocence as an Alice in Wonderland-ish little girl, so I guess no one ever expected such darkness from me.

Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.

Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.