That Always Seemed To Be The Most

You Cannot Write For Children They're Much Too Complicated. You Can Only Write Books That Are Of Interest To Them.

[drawing] And Making Things Was All We Ever Did. My Brother And I Built The Entire New York World's Fair Of 1939 In Miniature Out Of Wax. The Floor Of Our Room Was Covered With Little Waxen Buildings. Nobody Else Could Come In.

In Plain Terms, A Child Is A Complicated Creature Who Can Drive You Crazy. There's A Cruelty To Childhood, There's An Anger.

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.

Each Month Is Gay, Each Season Nice, When Eating Chicken Soup With Rice