Maurice Sendak
Maurice Sendak
Maurice Bernard Sendakwas an American illustrator and writer of children's books. He became widely known for his book Where the Wild Things Are, first published in 1963. Born to Jewish-Polish parents, his childhood was affected by the death of many of his family members during the Holocaust. Besides Where the Wild Things Are, Sendak also wrote works such as In the Night Kitchen, Outside Over There, and illustrated many works by other authors including the Little Bear books by Else...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionChildren's Author
Date of Birth10 June 1928
CityBrooklyn, NY
CountryUnited States of America
I want to see me to the end working, living for myself. Ripeness is all.
Peter Rabbit, for all its gentle tininess, loudly proclaims that no story is worth the writing, no picture worth the making, if it is not a work of imagination.
Then from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat, so he gave up being king of the wild things.
I've always loved pigs: the shape of them, the look of them, and the fact that they are so intelligent.
I’m not Hans Christian Andersen. Nobody’s gonna make a statue in the park with a lot of scrambling kids climbing up me. I won’t have it, okay?
We're supposed to be civilized. We're supposed to go to work every day. We're supposed to be nice to our friends and send Christmas cards to our parents.
I want to write something so simple, so short and so silly... and I want it to be for my brother.
There's a mystery there, a clue, a nut, a bolt, and if I put it together, I find me.
We're animals. We're violent. We're criminal. We're not so far away from the gorillas and the apes, those beautiful creatures.
I hate those e-books. They can not be the future... they may well be... I will be dead.
I'm writing a poem right now about a nose. I've always wanted to write a poem about a nose. But it's a ludicrous subject. That's why, when I was younger, I was afraid of [writing] something that didn't make a lot of sense. But now I'm not. I have nothing to worry about. It doesn't matter.
Venturing back further, learning is so slow. Accomplishment is so slow. Experiencing and evaluating your experience is so slow.
Childhood is a tricky business. Usually, something goes wrong.
I remember my own childhood vividly...I knew terrible things. But I knew I mustn't let adults know I knew. It would scare them