The Polar Express was the easiest of my picture book manuscripts to write... Once I realized the train was going to the North Pole, finding the story seemed less like a creative effort than an act of recollection. I felt, like the storys narrator, that I was remembering something, not making it up.
Chris Van AllsburgAt one time, most of my friends could hear the bell, but as years passed, it fell silent for all of them. Even Sarah found one Christmas that she could no longer hear its sweet sound. Though I've grown old, the bell still rings for me, as it does for all who truly believe.
Chris Van AllsburgI pore over every word on the cereal box at breakfast, often more than once. You can ask me anything about shredded wheat.
Chris Van AllsburgI write for what's left of the eight-year-old still rattling around inside my head
Chris Van AllsburgI don't think ordinary things are very interesting, so I try to imagine a world that is less ordinary.
Chris Van Allsburg