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Let the wild rumpus start!
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Oh, please don't go--we'll eat you up--we love you so!
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And now," cried Max, "let the wild rumpus start!"
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And Max, the king of all wild things, was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all.
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There must be more to life than having everything!
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There should be a place where only the things you want to happen, happen
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I have nothing now but praise for my life. I'm not unhappy. I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can't stop them. They leave me and I love them more...What I dread is the isolation. ... There are so many beautiful things in the world which I will have to leave when I die, but I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready.
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And [he] sailed back over a year and in and out of weeks and through a day and into the night of his very own room where he found his supper waiting for him and it was still hot
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And the wild things roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws.
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But the wild things cried, "Oh please don't go - we'll eat you up - we love you so!"
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wild-things
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And the walls became the world all around.
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Then from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat, so he gave up being king of the wild things.
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But the wild things cried, "Oh please don't go- We'll eat you up- we love you so!"
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Sipping once, sipping twice, sipping chicken soup with rice.
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It's only adults who read the top layers most of the time. I think children read the internal meanings of everything.
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A book is really like a lover. It arranges itself in your life in a way that is beautiful. Even as a kid, my sister, who was the eldest, brought books home for me, and I think I spent more time sniffing and touching them than reading. I just remember the joy of the book, the beauty of the binding. The smelling of the interior. Happy.
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Can you draw a picture on the blackboard when somebody doesn't want you to? asked the rooster promptly. "Yes," answered Kenny," if you write them a very nice poem." "What is an only goat?" "A lonely goat," answered Kenny. The rooster shut one eye and looked at Kenny. "can you hear a horse on the roof?" he asked. "If you know how to listen in the night," said Kenny. "Can you fix a broken promise?" "Yes," said Kenny,"if it only looks broken,..
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I'll eat you up!
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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.
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Each month is gay, Each season nice, When eating Chicken soup With rice
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Emeralds,' said the rabbit. 'Emeralds make a lovely gift.
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He's just a boy, pretending to be a wolf, pretending to be king
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Never fear. When this rose blooms, you will be with me again.
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We are flooded with books; books come pouring out of the publishing meat grinder. And, the quality has dropped severely. We may be able to print a book better, but intrinsically the book, perhaps, is not better than it was. We have a backlist of books, superb books, by Margaret Wise Brown, by Ruth Krauss, by lots of people. I'd much rather we just took a year off, a moratorium: no more books. For a year, maybe two--just stop publishing. And..
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There must be more to life than having everything.
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May I ask what you have in your black leather bag with gold buckles?" "Everything." They were climbing a narrow staircase. Rhoda stopped to look when Jennie opened her bag. "You have everything." "I have even more," Jennie said modestly. "Two windows that I left at home."
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Oh, please don't go -- I'll eat you up -- I love you so!
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Where the Wild Things Are was not meant to please everybody - only children. A letter from a seven-year-old boy encourages me to think that I have reached children as I had hoped. He wrote: 'How much does it cost to get to where the wild things are? If it is not expensive my sister and I want to spend the summer there. Please answer soon.' I did not answer that question, for I have no doubt that sooner or later they will find their way, fre..
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Max dijo "QUIETOS" y los amanso con el truco magico de mirar fijamente a los ojos amarillos de todos ellos sin pestanear una sola vez y se asustaron y dijeron que era el mas monstruo de todos."
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Se acabo!" dijo Max, y envio a los monstruos a la cama sin cenar. Y Max, el rey de todos los monstruos se sintio solo y queria estar donde alguien lo quisiera mas que a nadie. Entonces desde el otro lado del mundo lo envolvio un olor de comida rica y ya no quiso ser el rey del lugar donde viven los monstruos."
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I will lead you by a shorter way. You will be with your mother soon, but you will find the going hard.
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At the end of the forest the guardian angel pointed to the village and said: 'There you will find your mother. She is sitting outside the house, thinking of you. Go now. From here on, you won't be able to see me.' The child went to the village, but it looked strange and unfamiliar to her. In among the houses she knew, there were others she had never seen before; the trees looked different, and there was no trace of damage the enemy had done..
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And now," cried Max, "let the wild rumpus start!"
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Please don't go. We'll eat you up. We love you so.
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I don't believe in things literally for children. That's a reduction.
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When you hide another story in a story, that's the story I am telling the children.
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We were the "chosen people," chosen to be killed?
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