Strange As It May Seem, Horror Loses

People? People Have Been Obsolete For Years, They've Made The World A Place Where There's No Room Left For Their Own Kind.

You Must Let What Happens Happen. Everything Must Be Equal In Your Eyes, Good And Evil, Beautiful And Ugly, Foolish And Wise.

Momo Listened To Everyone And Everything - Even To The Rain And The Wind And The Pine Trees - And All Of Them Spoke To Her After Their Own Fashion.

A Story Can Be New And Yet Tell About Olden Times. The Past Comes Into Existence With The Story.

What Will Happen When My Heart Stops Beating?" Momo Asked. When That Moment Comes," Said The Professor, "time Will Stop For You As Well. Or Rather, You Will Retrace Your Steps Through Time, Through All The Days And Nights, Myths And Years Of Your Life, Until You Go Out Through The Great, Round, Silver Gate You Entered By." What Will I Find On The Other Side?" The Home Of The Music You've Sometimes Faintly Heard In The Distance, But By Then You'll Be Part Of It. You Yourself Will Be A Note In Its Mighty Harmonies.