Michael Ende's "Momo", p. 65
Friday, September 07, 2007
Mr. Figaro's dilemma (and sometimes mine!)
Meanwhile, he was becoming increasingly restless and irritable. 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. Imperceptibly at first, but then quite unmistakably, his days grew shorter and shorter. Almost before he knew it, another week had gone by, and another month, and another year, and another and another.