Because love is so enormous, the only thing you can think of doing is swallowing the person that you love entirely.

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

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.

Because love is so enormous, the only thing you can think of doing is swallowing the person that you love entirely.

I want to see me to the end working, living for myself. Ripeness is all.

I do not remember any proper children's books in my childhood. I was not exposed to them.

Art has always been my salvation.