The magic of childhood is the strangeness of childhood — the uniqueness that makes us see things that other people don't see.

In another project I worked on just a few years ago, a staging of Peter and the Wolf, which I translated into Yiddish and sang on a stage in New York City. Thank God very few people knew I was doing it! But the kids in the audience loved it - even though it was all in Yiddish.

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

Bumble-Ardy is a very wicked little child as far as I'm concerned. He's not to be trusted.

And the wild things roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws.

Certainly we want to protect our children from new and painful experiences that are beyond their emotional comprehension and that intensify anxiety; and to a point we can prevent premature exposure to such experiences.

All I wanted was to be straight so my parents could be happy. They never, never, never knew.