I Really Don't Like The City Anymore.

As A Child, I Felt That Books Were Holy Objects, To Be Caressed, Rapturously Sniffed, And Devotedly Provided For. I Gave My Life To Them. I Still Do. I Continue To Do What I Did As A Child; Dream Of Books, Make Books And Collect Books.

I Have Been Doodling With Ink And Watercolor On Paper All My Life. It's My Way Of Stirring Up My Imagination To See What I Find Hidden In My Head. I Call The Results Dream Pictures, Fantasy Sketches, And Even Brain-sharpenin G Exercises.

You Can't Get Rid Of Evil. We Can't, And I Feel That So Intensely.

I Often Went To Bed Without Supper Cause I Hated My Mother's Cooking. So, To Go To Bed Without Supper Was Not A Torture To Me. If She Was Gonna Hurt Me, She'd Make Me Eat.

Then From Far Away Across The World He Smelled Good Things To Eat, So He Gave Up Being King Of The Wild Things.