This belongs to Amanda.
This final sentence-fragment, featured on the last, image-less page of Where the Wild Things Are, is a meaningful touchstone for me, as a mother, because of its simple message about the steadfast nature of parental love.
Max stepped into his private boat and waved goodbye
and 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.