“And it was still hot.”
Possibly the most perfect line in all of children’s literature?
I’m deeply saddened by the passing of Maurice Sendak. It feels like such a loss. His books were such an integral part of my childhood, of developing my love of reading. As an adult, I was honored to be his publicist at Harper.
I keep thinking of this interview he gave on “Fresh Air” last year, with his thoughts on dying: “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.”
Thank you for all the adventures, Mr. Sendak. We love you more.
