"Last February," said Tom, and chuckled. "Held a matchbox up in a snowstorm, let one old snowflake fall in, shut it up, ran inside the house, stashed it in the icebox!"...
"Yes, sir," mused Tom, picking grapes, "I'm the only guy in all Illinois who's got a snowflake in summer. Precious as diamonds, by gosh. Tomorrow I'll open it. Doug, you can look, too...
Honest, brave and naive. There is your Englishman. Right there.
— I thought little girls always believed everything that was told to them. I thought little girls were innocent and trusting...
— Welcome to 1962!
Belief is the way,
The way of the innocent.
And when I say "innocent"
I should say "naive".
— Kids these days.
— They didn't fight. So they're different. They stay kids.
— Don't be naive. No man respects a whore.
— Depends on what you mean by respect.
I tell myself I will not go
Even as I drive there.
Il est loin le temps des aveux
Naïfs, des téméraires voeux!
Je n'ai d'argent qu'en mes cheveux.
Les ames dont j'aurais besoin
Et les étoiles sont trop loin.
Je vais mourir soul, dans un coin.