And the wild things roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws.
Children do live in fantasy and reality; they move back and forth very easily in a way we no longer remember how to do.
Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children's letters -- sometimes very hastily -- but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, 'Dear Jim: I loved your card." Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, 'Jim loved your card so much he ate it." That to me was one of the highest compliments I've ever received. He didn't care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.
There is no such thing as fantasy unrelated to reality.
Then from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat, so he gave up being king of the wild things.
I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can't stop them. They leave me and I love them more.
You cannot write for children. They're much too complicated. You can only write books that are of interest to them.
And Max, the king of all wild things, was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all.
Quotes about Maurice Sendak
No one does children's stories like Maurice Sendak.