What he had hoped for was his ruin and what he had feared his salvation.
He’s a good old sort. If only he weren’t plumb crazy!
It was a wonderful feeling, a sense of release and boundless freedom that he had never known before. He was beyond the reach of all the things that had weighed him down and hemmed him in.
… Up until then he had always wanted to be someone other than he was, but he didn’t want to change.
Nothing can change for them, because they themselves can’t change anymore.
There are many kinds of joy, but they all lead to one: the joy to be loved.
You must let what happens happen. Everything must be equal in your eyes, good and evil, beautiful and ugly, foolish and wise.
He had never been willing to believe that life had to be as gray and dull as people claimed. He heard them saying: “Life is like that,” but he couldn’t agree. He never stopped believing in mysteries and miracles.
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 you. And they make both world well again.
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.
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 that counts.
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.
… Without memory how will you ever find your way back to where you came from?
Even when I was caught in the web, I didn’t give up hope. And as you see, I was right.
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.
Atreyu was fighting not for himself, but for his friend, whom he was trying to save by defeating him.
What you don’t wish for will always be beyond your reach.
Maybe all the people who say ghosts don’t exist are just afraid to admit that they do.
With them the individual counted for nothing. No one was irreplaceable, because they drew no distinction between one man and another… In this community there was harmony, but no love.
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).
The Glory was entrusted to you, you weren’t given permission to pass it on as you see fit.
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 to make them identical.
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 that counts.