There is a loving way with words and an unloving way. And it is only with the loving way that the simplicity of language becomes beautiful.

I don't think I'm essentially interested in children's books. I'm interested in writing, and in pictures. I'm interested in people and in children because they are people.

When the groundhog casts his shadow And the small birds sing And the pussywillows happen And the sun shines warm And when the peepers peep Then it is Spring

In the great green room, there was a telephone And a red balloon And a picture of a cat jumping over the moon.

A good picture book can almost be whistled. ... All have their own melodies behind the storytelling.

Once there was a little bunny who wanted to run away. So he said to his mother, "I am running away". "If you run away", said his mother, "I will run after you. For you are my little bunny".

I wish I didn't have ever to sign my long name on the cover of a book, and I wish I could write a story that would seem absolutely true to the child who hears it and to myself.