“And now,” cried Max, “let the wild rumpus start!”
"You know who my gods are, who I believe in fervently? Herman Melville, Emily Dickinson — she’s probably the top — Mozart, Shakespeare, Keats. These are wonderful gods who have gotten me through the narrow straits of life."
Internet’s over, people. Maurice Sendak just won.
"How do you write for children? I really have never figured that out. So I decided to just ignore it."