My father brought me a box of books once when I was about three and a half or four. I remember the carton they were in and the covers with illustrations by Newell C. Wyeth. — Paula Fox Copy Share Image
My life was incoherent to me. I felt it quivering, spitting out broken teeth. — Paula Fox Copy Share Image
People steal into one's consciousness and occupy what seems, in retrospect, to have been their place all along. — Paula Fox Copy Share Image
You'll see some bad things, but if you didn't see them, they'd still be happening. — Paula Fox Copy Share Image
“I imagine there's a timid animal inside me...When it's afraid, I feel it tremble. It can't hear. It only knows the fear it feels.… — Paula Fox Copy Share Image
I taught writing classes at the University of Pennsylvania for a number of years and I realized that all you can do is encourage… — Paula Fox Copy Share Image
“Words are nets through which all truth escapes ("News From The World")” — Paula Fox Copy Share Image
Imagination has to do with one's awareness of the reality of other people as well as of one's own reality. Imagination is a bridge… — Paula Fox Copy Share Image
“Imagination is conjunctive and unifying; the sour, habitual wars of the self are disjunctive and separating. When I begin a story at my desk,… — Paula Fox Copy Share Image
If a person had accused him of meanness, he could have defended himself. But with a dog - you did something cheap to it… — Paula Fox Copy Share Image
A year and a half after the end of the war and the German occupation, Paris was muted and looked bruised and forlorn. Everywhere… — Paula Fox Copy Share Image
“You’ll see some bad things, but if you didn’t see them, they’d still be happening so you might as well.” — Paula Fox Copy Share Image
