#ted

I remember how much - when I was a small boy I was taken to see a version of 'Peter Pan.' I detested it. I mean, the sentimental idea that anybody would want to remain a boy. ↗

— Maurice Sendak

#boy #detested #how #i #i remember

I wanted to be acknowledged as an artist, not just some kiddie-book artist. ↗

— Maurice Sendak

#artist #i #just #some #wanted

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 something that didn't make a lot of sense. But now I'm not. I have nothing to worry about. It doesn't matter. ↗

— Maurice Sendak

#afraid #always #i #lot #ludicrous

If life is so critical, if Anne Frank could die, if my friend could die, children were as vulnerable as adults, and that gave me a secret purpose to my work, to make them live. Because I wanted to live. I wanted to grow up. ↗

— Maurice Sendak

#because #children #could #critical #die

In plain terms, a child is a complicated creature who can drive you crazy. There's a cruelty to childhood, there's an anger. ↗

— Maurice Sendak

#child #childhood #complicated #crazy #creature

That always seemed to be the most critical test that a child was confronted with - loss of parents, loss of direction, loss of love. Can you live without a mother and a father? ↗

— Maurice Sendak

#child #confronted #critical #direction #father

When I did 'Bumble-ardy,' I was so intensely aware of death. Eugene, my friend and partner, was dying here in the house when I did 'Bumble-ardy'. I did 'Bumble-ardy' to save myself. I did not want to die with him. I wanted to live, as any human being does. ↗

— Maurice Sendak

#aware #being #death #did #die

A gem cannot be polished without friction, nor a man perfected without trials. ↗

— Lucius Annaeus Seneca

#friction #gem #man #nor #perfected

A quarrel is quickly settled when deserted by one party; there is no battle unless there be two. ↗

— Lucius Annaeus Seneca

#deserted #party #quarrel #quickly #settled

We should every night call ourselves to an account: what infirmity have I mastered today? what passions opposed? what temptation resisted? what virtue acquired? Our vices will abate of themselves if they be brought every day to the shrift. ↗

— Lucius Annaeus Seneca

#account #acquired #brought #call #day