Lightly disguised as one of the old versifier's fantastical journeys, a rueful survey of the pleasures and pitfalls along the road of life--a sort of commencement address for tots and their elders. The clever, tripping rhymes and whimsical creatures and landscapes here will draw the faithful as usual, though the illustrations are subtler than the good doctor has produced at his most ebullient--there are pages where the wide world looks as placid as a counterpane, and some the beasts that lurk in wait look as though they have their own troubles. Most beguiling, however, is the artful phrasing of the gentle message: caught in life's waiting games, we wait for "the mail to come, or the rain to go/or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow. . .or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants/or a wig with curls, or Another Chance." And, while there will be fun and fame, "you'll play lonely games too./Games you can't win/'cause you'll play against you." There is, of course, an upbeat conclusion: "You're off to Great Places!. . ./So. . .get on your way!" Montaigne pointed out that it's the journey that matters, not the arrival; here, Seuss explores the same philosophical message in his own inimitably wise and witty style.
