Quote by Maurice Sendak
As a kid, all I thought about was death. - Maurice Sendak

As a kid, all I thought about was death. – Maurice Sendak

Other quotes by Maurice Sendak

I mean, being a child was being a child, was being a creature without power, without pocket money, without escape routes of any kind. So I didnt want to be a child. – Maurice Sendak

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Money
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I became a set designer for opera. Im a great opera buff, I love classical music, and I needed a time-out. – Maurice Sendak

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Music
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Ive convinced myself – I hope Im right – that children despair of you if you dont tell them the truth. – Maurice Sendak

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I dont believe in an after life, although I am bringing a change of underwear. – Woody Allen

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Im not afraid to die, I just dont want to be there when it happens. – Woody Allen

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It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure on the world. – John Steinbeck

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Prepare for death, if here at night you roam, and sign your will before you sup from home. – Samuel Johnson

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