Quotes from Michael Ende

Your life is short, son. Ours is long. Much too long. But we both live in time. You a short time. We a long time. The Childlike Empress has always been there. But she's not old. She has always been young. She still is. Her life isn't measured by time, but by names. She needs a new name. She keeps needing new names.

FA' CIO' CHE VUOI, questo vuol dire che posso fare tutto quello che mi pare? No, vuol dire che devi fare quel che è la tua vera volontà, e nulla è più difficile.

He's a good old sort. If only he weren't plumb crazy!

He rode by day and he rode by night, in the scorching sun and the pelting rain.

Erranti nel tumulto del mondo senza meta nel tempo noi siamo. Solo per amor puro e profondo qui e adesso noi arriviamo. Anima mia, all'erta sta: ora e qui è l'eternità.

We're old, son, much too old. Lived long enough. Seen too much. When you know as much as we do, nothing matters. Things just repeat. Day and night, summer and winter. The world is empty and aimless. Everything circles around.

The Childlike Empress has always been there. But she's not old. She has always been young. She still is. Her life isn't measured by time, but by names.

Most of the time she could slip into other people, so to speak, and discover what they really meant and who they actually were behind their words. But she couldn't do it with this visitor. No matter how often she tried to understand his thoughts, she always got the feeling that she was falling into empty darkness, as if there weren't even a person there at all.

Existe un misterio muy grande que, aun así, es totalmente cotidiano. [...] Ese misterio es el tiempo.

I desideri non si possono evocare, né soffocare a piacimento. Essi nascono dalle profondità più remote del nostro animo, più nascosti di ogni altra intenzione, siano essi buoni o cattivi. E ha nostra insaputa.

Según decían, tenían que aprovechar incluso los ratos libres, con lo que tenían que conseguir como fuera y a toda prisa diversión y relajación.

Ama bu baÅŸka bir öyküdür, baÅŸka bir zaman anlat?lmal?.

Ama insan, dilekleri can?n?n istediÄŸi gibi ne ça??rabilir ne de bast?rabilir. Dilekler, ister iyi ister kötü olsunlar, tüm niyetlerden çok daha derindedir içimizde. Ve hiç hissedilmeden doÄŸarlar.

Fue una fiesta muy divertida, como sólo sabe celebrarlas la gente modesta.

You'd really do that?' he blurted out. 'You'd really set a hungry werewolf free? Do you know what that means? Nobody would be safe from me.' 'I know,' said Atreyu. 'But I'm Nobody. Why should I be afraid of you?

Und das war sehr wichtig für den kleinen Buben, denn bisher wollte er zwar immer ein anderer sein, als er war, aber er wollte sich nicht ändern.«

Ahora bien, es un hecho conocido que, a veces, los libros se tienen entre sí un odio mortal. Aún tratándose de libros enteramente normales, cualquiera que tenga un poco de tacto no colocará Justine junto a Heidi ni Las leyes tributarias junto a La historia interminable, aunque, naturalmente, los libros normales no pueden oponerse a eso...

Muss es denn so sein, dass ich alles verliere?« »Nichts geht verloren«, sagte sie, »alles verwandelt sich.«

Nothing can change for them, because they themselves can't change anymore.

Todo el tiempo que no se percibe con el corazón está tan perdido como los olores del arco iris para un ciego o el canto de un pájaro para un sordo. Pero, por desgracia, hay corazones ciegos y sordos que no perciben nada, a pesar de latir.

Ä°nsan caddenin tamam?na bak?p hemen bir karar varmamal?. Her zaman ad?m ad?m ilerlemeli. Sürekli olarak bir ad?m sonras?n? düÅŸünmeli, bir ad?m, sonra derin bir nefes, sonra bir süpürge. Ä°ÅŸte o zaman hayat zevkli olur. Önemli olan iÅŸini iyi yapmakt?r.

Na verdade é terrível - disse e escreveu o Velho. - Isso significa o final sem final. Vamos entrar no círculo do Eterno Retorno. E dele ninguém pode fugir.

even something long past could be born again if it occurred in a story

One day, you don't feel like doing anything. Nothing interests you, everything bores you. Feel more and more empty inside, more and more dissatisfied with yourself and the world in general. Then even that feeling wears off, and you don't feel anything anymore. You become completely indifferent to what goes on around you. You forget how to laugh and cry - you're cold inside and incapable of loving anything or anyone. There's no going back. The disease has a name. It's called deadly tedium.