"Incluso llegaron horas en que deseaba no haber oído nunca la música ni haber visto los colores. No obstante, si le hubiesen dado a elegir, no habría renunciado a ese recuerdo por nada del mundo. Aunque se hubiera muerto por ello. Pues eso era lo que vivía ahora: que hay riquezas que lo matan a uno si no puede compartirlas."
Michael Ende, Momo (Fragmento).
(Imagen: Rob Gonsalves, Bedtime Aviation)
Michael Ende, Momo (Fragmento).
(Imagen: Rob Gonsalves, Bedtime Aviation)
"They even times when I wished I had never heard the music and seeing the colors. However, if he had been given the choice, would not have given up that memory for anything. Although he would have died for it. Well, that was I lived now, that there are riches that kill you if you can not share them. "
Michael Ende, Momo (Fragment).
(Picture: Rob Gonsalves, Bedtime Aviation)
Michael Ende, Momo (Fragment).
(Picture: Rob Gonsalves, Bedtime Aviation)
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