Who wants to know the secrets of Times I highly recommend the book Momo. Written for children but a must read fort every adult too!
In 1973 the German Michael Ende has written a wonderful book about the secret of Time; called ‘Momo’ or ‘Momo and the Time thieves’.
It is the story about the thief, the time and the girl that returned the time to humans.
Momo doesn’t have an age, nor family. She lives in a old amphitheatre. This girl have a special talent, she knows how to listen to people.
Other characters are Gigi and Bepo, Momo’s friends. Gigi is a tourist guide and Bepo is a street cleaner. Momo, Gigi and Bepo are persons that play with boys and girls, they used the time in to do activities that the adult consider ridiculous. In this book, the adults had sold them free time, because the grey man save this time in a bank. The adults don’t know that this time is use for to preserve the grey man’s live. How the persons don’t have free time, they are very aggressive.
Momo decides to look for the bank where are the free time is stored and to release this…
Quotes from Momo
‘Lots of things take time, and time was Momo’s only form of wealth.’
‘Normally, time flows into you. The more time you have inside you, the older you get, but in Never Lane time flows out of you.’
“Life holds one great but quite commonplace mystery. Though shared by each of us and known to all, seldom rates a second thought. That mystery, which most of us take for granted and never think twice about, is time.
Calendars and clocks exist to measure time, but that signifies little because we all know that an hour can seem as eternity or pass in a flash, according to how we spend it.
Time is life itself, and life resides in the human heart. “
“It’s like this… At certain junctions in the course of existence, unique moments occur when everyone and everything, even the most distant stars, combine to bring about something that could not have happened before and will never happen again. Few people know how to take advantage of these critical moments, unfortunately, and they often pass unnoticed. When someone does recognize them, however, great things happen in the world.”
“You see, Momo… it’s like this. Sometimes, when you’ve a very long street ahead of you, you think how terribly long it is and feel sure you’ll never get it swept… And then you hurry. You work faster and faster, and everytime you look up there seems to be just as much to sweep as before, and you try even harder…, and you panic, and in the end you’re out of breath and have to stop-and still the street stretches away in from of you.”
[The men in grey] had an uncanny knack of making themselves so inconspicuous that you either overlooked them or forgot ever seeing them… Since nobody noticed them, nobody stopped to wonder where they had come from, or indeed, were still coming from, for their numbers continue to grow with every passing day.
“You’re wasting your life cutting hair, lathering faces and swapping idle chitchat. When you’re dead, it’ll be as if you’d never existed. If you only had the time to lead the right kind of life, you’d be quite a different person. Time is all you need, right?”
“Surely you know how to save time, my dear sir? Work faster, for instance, and stick to the essentials. Spend only fifteen minutes on each customer, instead of the usual half-hour, and avoid time-wasting conversations. Reduce the hour you spend with your mother by half. Better still, put her in a nice, cheap old folks’ home, where someone else can look after her – that’ll save you a whole hour a day. Get rid of that useless budgerigar. See Miss Daria once every two weeks, if at all… Above all, don’ squander so much of your precious time on singing, reading, and hobnobbing with your so-called friends. Incidentally, I’d also advise you to hand a really accurate clock on the wall so you can time your apprentice to the nearest minute.”
The odd thing was that, no matter how much time he saved, he never had any to spare; in some mysterious way, it simply vanished.
People never seemed to notice that, by saving time, they were losing something else. No one cared to admit that life was becoming even poorer, bleaker and more monotonous.
The ones who felt this most keenly were the children, because no one had time for them any more.
But time is life itself, and life resides in the human heart. And the more time people saved, the less they had.