“Let the wild rumpus start!”

“And now," cried Max, "let the wild rumpus start!”

“And it is through fantasy that children achieve catharsis. It is the best means they have for taming wild things.”

“And Max, the king of all wild things, was lonely and wanted to be where someone loved him best of all.”

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

“But the wild things cried, “Oh please don't go- We'll eat you up- we love you so!”

“Then from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat, so he gave up being king of the wild things.”