“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.” FeelsLeftMissing Author:Michael Ende
“You see, Momo... it's like this. Sometimes, when you've a very long street ahead of you, you think how terribly long it is and feel sure you'll never get it swept... And then you hurry. You work faster and faster, and every time you look up there seems to be just as much to sweep as before, and you try even harder…, and you panic, and in the end you're out of breath and have to stop-and still the street stretches away in from of you.” ThinkingFeelsTryingLooksLongStillsEndsSometimesSeemsStreetsHarderBreathsFasterLook UpPanic Author:Michael Ende
“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.” IfsWantFeelsFirstsSaidHomeLeftSpeakSleepGrowingMissingCaughtPainfulHolesForestsChestsBarkTroll Author:Michael Ende
“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.” WorldFeelsFeelingsNamesInterestForgetLaughingCryGoes OnColdOne DayDiseaseEmptyBoresIndifferentIncapableDissatisfiedTediumBores You Author:Michael Ende