Suzanne Vega Quotes

He's an innocent in a lot of ways. He's a very simple person who really doesn't have the resources or the strength, ultimately, to handle the situation.

The only thing I was trying to portray was serenity. Also, innocence, vulnerability and elegance.

I'll always just be stupid boy, and I'm happy with that.

Can you gather your vital breath and yet be tender like a newborn baby?

Innocence is indeed a glorious thing; but, unfortunately, it does not keep very well and is easily led astray.

I'm a fart in a gale of wind, a humble violet under a cow pat.

People is themselves when they are children, and not again till they know they'm dying.

Everything here is so weak, little girl. Everything breaks so easily. They want such simple things.

There is a powerful recognition that stirs within us when we see our little blue ocean planet in the skies of other worlds. In an instant we can see how small, fragile, and alone we all really are.

Be willing to be a child and be the Lilliputian in the world of Gulliver.

...no cat out of its first fur can ever be deceived by appearances. Unlike human beings, who enjoy them.

The eye is easily frightened.

I felt the vulnerability, the fragility of the children of the world, and how it was, nonetheless, on their frail shoulders that we loaded the weight of our weary hopes and eternal new beginnings.

If you are ready to be intimate, you will encourage the other person also to be intimate. Your unpretentious simplicity will allow the other also to enjoy simplicity, innocence, trust, love, openness.

Throughout our lives, we see in the mirror the same innocent trusting face we have seen there since childhood.

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility

A Rose is sweeter in the budde than full blowne.

Credulity is the sister of innocence.

I myself shall continue living in my glass house where you can always see who comes to call, where everything hanging from the the ceiling and on the walls stays where it is as if by magic, where I sleep nights in a glass bed, under glass sheets, where who I am will sooner or later appear etched by a diamond.

A child. . . opens and closes like a blossom.

Everybody is looking at everybody else a foolish crowd walking on mirrors.

When I was little the sky was closer.

Children are tough, though we tend to think of them as fragile. They have to be tough. Childhood is not easy. We sentimentalize children, but they know what's real and what's not. They understand metaphor and symbol. If children are different from us, they are more spontaneous. Grown-up lives have become overlaid with dross.

Asleep, he looked a lot younger than going-on-seventeen, but I had noticed that Johnny looked younger when he was asleep too, so I figured everyone did. Maybe people are younger when they are asleep.

You know...my flower...I'm responsible for her. And she's so weak! And so naive. She has four ridiculous thorns to defend her against the world.