Mail art by Maurice Sendak. Credit: Letters of Note
Credit: OpenCulture.com
I remember first reading this quote by Where The Wild Things Are writer/illustrator Maurice Sendak somewhere years ago and it truly warmed me up from the inside. I’m sharing it today to spread some warmth around during this cold, bleak January.
Then I shall stick a copy of it above my desk and return to read it often.
Or perhaps I will eat it?