Maurice Sendak
I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can’t stop them. They leave me and I love them more. — Maurice Sendak (June 10, 1928 – May 8, 2012) Widely known for his book Where the Wild Things Are, first published in 1963.
Category: Picture Books
Dylan Thomas
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve or whether it… Continue reading Dylan Thomas
Theodor Seuss Geisel
And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled ’till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before. What… Continue reading Theodor Seuss Geisel
A.A. Milne
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard. — A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh. (Dutton Juvenile; 75 Anv edition October 1, 2001) Originally published 1926.
A.A. Milne
‘Hallo, Rabbit,’ he said, ‘is that you?’ ‘Let’s pretend it isn’t,’ said Rabbit, ‘and see what happens.’ — A.A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh. (Dutton Juvenile; 75 Anv edition October 1, 2001) Originally published 1926.
The Vale of Soul-Making 