Life holds one great but quite commonplace mystery. Though shared by each of us and known to all, seldom rates a second thought. That mystery, which most of us take for granted and never think...

Man kann davon überzeugt sein, sich etwas zu wünschen – vielleicht jahrelang – solang man weiß, dass der Wunsch unerfüllbar ist. Steht man aber plötzlich vor der Möglichkeit, dass der Wunschtraum Wirklichkeit wird, dann wünscht...

Those who still think listening isn’t an art should see if they can do it half as well.

He tried to remember Moon Child’s eyes, but was no longer able to. He was sure of only one thing: that her glance had passed through his eyes and down into his heart. He could...

In their view, even leisure time had to be used to the full, so as to extract the maximum of entertainment and relaxation with the minimum of delay.

One may enter the literary parlor via just about any door, be it the prison door, the madhouse door, or the brothel door. There is but one door one may not enter it through, which...

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.

Yra didelė, bet visiškai kasdieniška paslaptis. Visi žmonės su ja susiję, kiekvienas ją žino, bet tik nedaugelis apie ją pagalvoja. Dauguma paprasčiausiai su ja taikstosi ir nė kiek nesistebi. Toji paslaptis – tai laikas. Jam...

Time is life itself, and life resides in the human heart.

It’s asking us our names,” Falkor reported.”I’m Atreyu!” Atreyu cried.”I’m Falkor!” cried Falkor.The boy without a name was silent.Atreyu looked at him, then took him by the hand and cried: “He’s Bastian Balthazar Bux!””It asks,”...

She would sit by herself in the middle of the old stoe amphitheatre, with the sky’s starry vault overhead, and simply listen to the great silence around her.

All the games were selected for them by supervisors and had to have some useful, educational purpose. The children learned these new games but unlearned something else in the process: they forgot to be happy,...

No architect troubled to design houses that suited people who were to live in them, because that would have meant building a whole range of different houses. It was far cheaper and, above all, timesaving...

Niemand schien zu merken, daß er, indem er Zeit sparte, in Wirklichkeit etwas ganz anderes sparte. Keiner wollte wahr haben, daß sein Leben immer ärmer, immer gleichförmiger und immer kälter wurde. […] Aber Zeit ist...

Atreyu was fighting not for himself, but for his friend, whom he was trying to save by defeating him.

When it comes to controlling human beings there is no better instrument than lies. Because, you see, humans live by beliefs. And beliefs can be manipulated. The power to manipulate beliefs is the only thing...

She became so important to them that they wondered how they had ever managed without her in the past. And the longer she stayed with them the more indispensable she became, so indispensable in fact...

Wer niemals ganze Nachmittage lang mit glühenden Ohren und verstrubbeltem Haar über einem Buch saß und las und las und die Welt um sich her vergaß, nicht mehr merkte, daß er hungrig wurde oder fror...

Porque el tiempo es vida, y la vida reside en el corazón. Y cuanto más ahorraba de esto la gente, menos tenía.

Her feelings of fear and helplessness had reached such a pitch that they were suddenly transformed into their opposites. Having overcome them, she felt corageous and self-confident enough to tackle any power on earth; more...

All the world’s misfortunes stemmed from the countless untruths, both deliberate and unintentional, which people told because of haste or carelessness.

Nothing is lost. . .Everything is transformed.

Maybe all the people who say ghosts don’t exist are just afraid to admit that they do.

Mi existencia es incomprensible y ridícula

When it comes to controlling human beings, there is no better instrument than lies. Because you see, humans live by beliefs. And beliefs can be manipulated. The power to manipulate beliefs is the only thing...

There are many kinds of joy, but they all lead to one: the joy to be loved.

…it’s like this. Sometimes, when you’ve a very long street ahead of you, you think how terribly long it is and feel sure you’ll never get it swept. And then you start to hurry. You...

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.

You must let what happens happen. Everything must be equal in your eyes, good and evil, beautiful and ugly, foolish and wise.

Todo o reino de Fantasia assenta-se sobre alicerces de sonhos esquecidos.” A História Sem Fim(The whole kingdom of Fantasy sits upon foundations of forgotten dreams – Endless Story).

Calendars and clocks exist to measure time, but that signifies little because we all know that an hour can seem as eternity or pass in a flash, according to how we spend it.

There are people who can never go to Fantastica,” said Mr. Coreander, “and others who can, but who stay there forever. And there are just a few who fo to fantastica and come back. Like...

In his opinion, all the world’s misfortunes stemmed from the countless untruths, both deliberate and unintentional, which people told because of haste or carelessness.

All the beasts in Howling Forest were safe in their caves, nests, and burrows.

The human world is full of weak-minded people, who think they’re as clever as can be and are convinced that it’s terribly important to persuade even the children that Fanstastica doesn’t exist.

Cemented into the floor beside the windows were a number of tables with such spindly single legs and tiny tops that they looked like toadstools. They were just the right height for grown-up to eat...

And if someone felt that his life had been an utter failure, and that he himself was only one among millions of wholly unimportant people who could be replaced as easily as broken windowpanes, he...

Guido clung to this thought like a drowning man clutching at a straw. He was rich and famous now, he told himself, and wasn’t that what he’d always dreamed of?

What do you suppose it means?'[Bastian] asked. “”DO WHAT YOU WISH.'” That must mean I can do anything I feel like. Don’t you think so? All at once Grograman’s face looked alarmingly grave, and his...