She knew how to listen in such a way that stupid people suddenly came up with very clever ideas. Not because she said or asked something that would lead others to think those ideas, no; she was simply there and listening with all her attention and empathy.

And if someone believed that his life was totally lost and that he was insignificant and that he himself was only one among millions, and that nothing mattered and could be replaced with the same ease as a broken pot, he went and told everything to Momo, and it was clear to him, mysteriously as he spoke, that his way of being was unique among all men and for that reason, he was important in its way for the world.


Extract from the novel MOMO, by Michael Ende