And Max, the king of all wild things, was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all.
And Max, the king of all wild things, was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all.
And the wild things roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws.
I have nothing now but praise for my life. I'm not unhappy. I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can't stop them. They leave me and I love them more...What I dread is the isolation. ... There are so many beautiful things in the world which I will have to leave when I die, but I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready.
Oh, please don't go-we'll eat you up-we love you so!
Then from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat, so he gave up being king of the wild things.
You cannot write for children They're much too complicated. You can only write books that are of interest to them.
He was the strangest little bird I'd ever seen. He had fluttered into the world of the studios and, could he not be swatted dead, I knew he would manage. I had total faith in him.
There must be more to life than having everything.
What most people wanted was a reproduction of the book, because the book made money,
I have been doodling with ink and watercolor on paper all my life. It's my way of stirring up my imagination to see what I find hidden in my head. I call the results dream pictures, fantasy sketches, and even brain-sharpening exercises.
To be a healthy person, you have to be sympathetic to the child you once were and maintain the continuity between you as a child and you as an adult.
I don't know what to make of it, exactly, but I am so for it, ... I am in love with it. If Spike and Dave do not do this movie, now, I would just as soon not see any version of it ever get made.
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