Lots of things take time, and time was Momo's only form of wealth.

Only the right name gives beings and things their reality. A wrong name makes everything unreal. That's what lies do.

What I've started I must finish. I've gone too far to turn back. Regardless of what may happen, I have to go forward.

There are many kinds of delusion.

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.

People? People have been obsolete for years, They've made the world a place where there's no room left for their own kind.

The Nothing is spreading," groaned the first. "It's growing and growing, there's more of it every day, if it's possible to speak of more nothing. All the others fled from Howling Forest in time, but we didn't want to leave our home. The Nothing caught us in our sleep and this is what it did to us." "Is it very painful?" Atreyu asked. "No," said the second bark troll, the one with the hole in his chest. "You don't feel a thing. There's just something missing. And once it gets hold of you, something more is missing every day. Soon there won't be anything left of us.