Where Words Fail, Music Speaks.

Sharp Knives Seemed To Cut Her Delicate Feet, Yet She Hardly Felt Them, So Deep Was The Pain In Her Heart. She Could Not Forget That This Was The Last Night She Would Ever See The One For Whom She Had Left Her Home And Family, Had Given Up Her Beautiful Voice, And Had Day By Day Endured Unending Torment, Of Which He Knew Nothing At All. An Eternal Night Awaited Her.

But A Mermaid Has No Tears, And Therefore She Suffers So Much More.

Now, If We Only Had As Many Casks Of Butter As There Are People Here, Then I Would Eat Lots Of Butter!

Don't Ask Me How I Am! I Understand Nothing More!

The Whole World Is A Series Of Miracles, But We're So Used To Them We Call Them Ordinary Things.