Fox Quotes

“Good bye may seem forever. Farewell is like the end, but in my heart is the memory and there you will always be.”
― disney

“Favorite Quotations.
I speak my mind because it hurts to bite my tongue.
The worth of a book is measured by what you carry away from it.
It's not over till it's over.
Imagination is everything.
All life is an experiment.
What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls the butterfly.”
― Pat Frayne, Tales of Topaz the Conjure Cat: Part I Topaz and the Evil Wizard & Part II Topaz and the Plum-Gista Stone

“Through three cheese trees three free fleas flew. While these fleas flew, freezy breeze blew. Freezy breeze made these three trees freeze. Freezy trees made these trees' cheese freeze. That's what made these three free fleas sneeze.”
― Dr. Seuss

“Nothing's perfect," sighed the fox. "My life is monotonous. I hunt chickens; people hunt me. All chickens are just alike, and all men are just alike. So I'm rather bored. But if you tame me, my life will be filled with sunshine. I'll know the sound of footsteps that will be different from all the rest. Other footsteps send me back underground. Yours will call me out of my burrow like music. And then, look! You see the wheat fields over there? I don't eat bread. For me, wheat is no use whatever. Wheat fields say nothing to me. Which is sad. But you have hair the color of gold. So it will be wonderful, once you've tamed me! The wheat, which is golden, will remind me of you. And I'll love the sound of the wind in the wheat...”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

“There's a big difference on being wise and being crafty. The former is the attribute of God, and the latter is that of Satan.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me. And that is sad. But you have hair that is the color of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat...”
― Saint-Exupery Antoine, The Little Prince

“You should never turn down the offer of another man’s story,’ the fox persisted, moving off a little further into the trees ahead. ‘Stories are the only thing that separates us from the animals after all.”
― T.B. McKenzie

“When the Wolf King carries the hammer, thus are the final days known. When the fox marries the raven, and the trumpets of battle are blown.”
― Robert Jordan, Knife of Dreams

“I'm the motherfucking fox," Takumi whispered, both to himself and to me. "No one catch the fox.”
― John Green, Looking for Alaska

“The man was staring directly at him now, a curious expression on his face, half smiling, half quizzical. Instantly Eager had a sense of certainty far deeper than anything he had experienced so far. "I have it too!" he exclaimed. "I am a part of this Earth, aren't I? Just like the birds and the trees and the people - I am."
"Om." said his companion.
Unseen by them, a blossom fell.”
― Helen Fox

“There was something sly about his smile,
his eyes so black and sharp, his rufous hair. Something
that sent her early to their trysting place,
beneath the oak, beside the thornbush,
something that made her climb the tree and wait.
Climb a tree, and in her condition.
Her love arrived at dusk, skulking by owl-light,
carrying a bag,
from which he took a mattock, shovel, knife.
He worked with a will, beside the thornbush, beneath the oaken tree,
he whistled gently, and he sang, as he dug her grave,
that old song...
shall I sing it for you, now, good folk?”
― Neil Gaiman, Ruby Slippers, Golden Tears

“Wasn't speaking the truth supposed to be freeing? Some kind of tonic for the soul? In Nikolai's experience, honesty was much like herbal tea-something well meaning people recommended when they were out of better options.”
― Leigh Bardugo, King of Scars

“So that's a fox?' Firepaw whispered. 'What an ugly muzzle!'
'You can say that again!' agreed Graypaw.
'I was following one of those when we first . . . met,' whispered Firepaw.
'More likely it was following you, you idiot!' hissed Graypaw.”
― Erin Hunter, Into the Wild

“She told him that she had looked after him because of the white hairs on his forehead that grew into the shape of a star. Sometimes you see that someone is marked and you're helpless after that - you love.”
― Helen Oyeyemi, Mr. Fox

“The early bird gets the worm, and the early fox gets the bird.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“One must take human form to engage in human affairs. It was difficult.”
― Larissa Lai, When Fox is a Thousand

“[Prison Break is] one of the craziest, most unpredictable roller-coaster rides on TV today.”
― Stephen King

“What a hungry fox constantly dreams of is a chicken!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan, Award Winning Plays -2

“Disney and I were a bad mix. For a year I was probably more depressed than I have ever been in my life. I worked for a great animator, Glenn Kean. He was nice, he was good to me, he's a really strong animator and he helped me. But he also kind of tortured me because I got all the cute fox scenes to draw, and I couldn't draw all those four-legged Disney foxes. I just couldn't do it. I couldn't even fake the Disney style. Mine looked like road kills.”
― Tim Burton, Burton on Burton

“The best way to protect your ducks from predators like bobcats, foxes, and coyotes is to post up No Trespassing signs. Animals respect property rights, and would rather starve than violate man's law.”
― Jarod Kintz, BearPaw Duck And Meme Farm presents: Two Ducks Brawling Is A Pre-Pillow Fight

“Jacks reclined in a throne of ice as he glared down at a fox that looked more corporeal than ghost- all fluffy white fur, save for a circle of tawny surrounding one of its coal-dark eyes.

He appeared horrified by the animal, as if it's adorableness might somehow soften some of his nasty edges. Evangeline wished it would as she stood back a little to watch, enjoying that for once, Jacks was the one in the uncomfortable position.

He flinched when the creature nuzzled his scuffed boots.

She laughed, finally drawing his attention. 'I think it likes you.'

'I don't know why,' Jacks scowled at the beast.

It responded by affectionately licking the buckle at his ankle.

Evangeline continued to smile. 'You should name it.'

'If I do that, it will think it's a pet.' Jacks words dripped with disgust, which only further convinced Evangeline this fox might be the best thing that had ever happened to this Fate.

'How about I name her for you? What do you think of Princess of the Fluffikins?'

'Don't ever say that again.”
― Stephanie Garber, Once Upon a Broken Heart

“πόλλ' οἶδ' ἀλώπηξ, ἐχῖνος δ'ἓν μέγα”
― Ἀρχίλοχος (c. 680 BC - c. 645 BC)

“They do that in Japan, you know. Rather a lot."
"Poems to foxes?"
"Perhaps, but I mean they're always tying white paper on strings around trees- it looks as though the trees have necklaces or garter belts. Are you sure your witch friend wasn't Japanese? Their spirit world is full of foxes. They are called kitsune, and some are divine and some are mischievous or wicked.”
― Grace Dane Mazur, The Garden Party

“It isn't about being the most powerful person or the person who has the most knowledge. It isn't about being the oldest person, or the strongest person, or the person who makes all the right decisions. Sometimes it's about being the person who decides to stand up and fight.”
― Claire Legrand , Foxheart

“The fox barked at her, one sharp, short sound.
Without expecting to, Irène laughed. "What?" she said aloud.
The fox's mouth opened, showing its white teeth, and its tongue lolled, laughing with her.
A sense of recognition tingled in Irène's bones and throbbed in her forehead. Her laughter died. She came to her feet, facing the creature. It scrambled down from the tree trunk, its lithe body weaving through the branches as easily as a stream of water might. It stood on the opposite bank. Its tail arced above its back, a plume of red and black. Its unblinking gaze fixed itself on her.
Irène whispered, "Are you here for me?"
Again the fox's mouth opened in its grin, and its tail waved once, twice, before it leaped the little brook as easily as if it could fly. Irène stood very still as the fox stepped toward her on narrow black feet as dainty as a dancer's. It---he, she could see now---pressed his cold black nose against the back of her hand, and, when she turned it, nosed her palm.
She thrilled at the touch, though the touch of so many other beasts disgusted her. He was different, this fox. It was not just that he was beautiful, and graceful. It was more, much more. Her soul knew him. Her power flared in his presence.
He took a step back, his eyes never leaving hers, then whirled and leaped back over the brook to disappear into the forest on the other side. The last thing she saw was that lush red-and-black tail, switching back and forth as he faded into the dimness of the woods.
Irène brought her palm to her nose and sniffed the toasty smell of him. She knew what he was, and she knew what it meant. Her mother had Aramis. Her grandmother, Ursule had told her, had had an ugly gray cat. And she---now, surely, a witch in full possession of her power---had a glorious vulpine creature like no other. She had her fox. She would see him again.”
― Louisa Morgan, A Secret History of Witches

“Mad fox, bad fox, just another dead fox!”
― Inbali Iserles, The Taken

“If the crafty fox wants to be even craftier, he must learn from humans a lesson of craftiness!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Since you’re incapable of doing your damn job, I’m gonna go get your piece-of-shit nephew for you. I know he’s the one that’s been doing all of this, and so do you,” Fox snarled. “Nod your damn head.” The sheriff shifted his eyes uneasily around the room before he gave a stiff jerk of his neck. “I got you by the balls, Thompson. So, when I pull your leash, motherfucker, you better bark.” The sheriff’s teeth were clenched when he choked out, “What does that mean?” “It means that when I call you… you better fuckin’ answer. And Newt’s arrest better be made.”
― A.E. Via, SWAT Ed.: Fox & Bull

“The world's changing so fast, and all animals were suffering - people as well as polar bears and Arctic foxes.”
― Kiran Millwood Hargrave, Last March

“A fox in the chicken coop. That's what I was.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury