The sun, too, shines into cesspools and is not polluted.
I am too pure for you or anyone.
Knight without fear and without reproach.
Not a single drop of blood, either of friend or foe, is upon my soul.
Here is the world, sound as a nut, perfect, not the smallest piece of chaos left, never a stitch nor an end, not a mark of haste, or botching, or second thought; but the theory of the world is a thing of shreds and patches.
I'm as clean as a whistle.
Faultless in spite of all her faults.
I've never had anyone define purity. You probably can't define purity. Purity is to live according to original design.
Kids come into the world with clean hearts, fresh starts.
The sun too penetrates into privies, but is not polluted by them.
Best thing wrong with Jack Fisher is nothing.
Let our lives be pure as snowfields, where our steps leave a mark but no stain.
Virginity is the ideal of those who want to deflower.
Perhaps the most serious complaint you could make about Bach is that he has every quality of humanity except imperfection.
Fedor has no weakness. I have seen so many fights, and even the best fighters in the world have a flaw in their game but I have yet to find one in Fedor Emelianenko.
This hand is free of blood, and this hand is free from the stain of corruption.
But what's so blessed-fair that fears no blot? Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it not.
We're very skeptical of people who are too perfect.
My heart is as pure as the driven slush.
Too clear, too clean. The problem was precision, perfection.
It was a splendid summer morning and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong.
Innocence is one of the most exciting things in the world.
Nothing was dirty. With Park. Nothing could be shameful. Because Park was the sun, and that was the only way Eleanor could think to explain it.
I was perfect- not healed, but as if there had never been a wound in the first place
I made history and nothing can besmirch that. Nothing can erase that.
