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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 Twice About, Is Time.

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.

You Wish For Something, You've Wanted It For Years, And You're Sure You Want It, As Long As You Know You Can't Have It. But If All At Once It Looks As Though Your Wish Might Come True, You Suddenly Find Yourself Wishing You Had Never Wished For Any Such Thing.

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.

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.