Those Who Still Think That

I Wonder, What's In A Book While It's Closed. Oh, I Know It's Full Of Letters Printed On Paper, But All The Same, Something Must Be Happening, Because As Soon As I Open It, There's A Whole Story With People I Don't Know Yet And All Kinds Of Adventures, Deeds And Battles. And Sometimes There Are Storms At Sea, Or It Takes You To Strange Cities And Countries. All Those Things Are Somehow Shut In A Book. Of Course You Have To Read It To Find Out. But It's Already There, That's The Funny Thing. I Just Wish I Knew How It Could Be.

For A While Bastian Stood Motionless. He Was So Stunned By What He Had Just Heard That He Couldn't Decide What To Do... What He Had Hoped Was His Ruin And What He Had Feared His Salvation.

Just As The Setting Sun Turned The Clouds To Liquid Gold.

Only The Right Name Gives Beings And Things Their Reality. A Wrong Name Makes Everything Unreal. That's What Lies Do.

As They Advanced (towards The Fountain) One After Another Of Bastian's Fastastican Gifts Fell Away From Him. The Strong, Handsome, Fearless Hero Became The Small, Fat, Timid Boy. (...) But Then He Jumped Into The Crystal-clear Water... He Drank Till His Thrist Was Quenched. And Joy Filled Him From Head To Foot, The Joy Of Living And The Joy Of Being Himself. He Was New Born. And The Best Part Of It Was That He Was Now The Very Person He Wanted To Be. If He Had Been Free To Choose, He Would Have Chosen To Be No One Else.