Quotes About Cornelia Funke

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Cornelia Funke
“Which of us has not felt that the character we are reading in the printed page is more real than the person standing beside us?”
Cornelia Funke

Cornelia Funke
“Hope. Nothing is more intoxicating.”
Cornelia Funke, Inkdeath

Cornelia Funke
“My children were all made from paper and printer's ink...”
Cornelia Funke

Cornelia Funke
“Wir sind alle Lügner, wenn es uns nützt.”
Cornelia Funke, Tintenherz

Cornelia Funke
“I will try to write books until I drop dead.”
Cornelia Funke

Cornelia Funke
“It was much easier for him now that he was smaller to negotiate his way through his crammed shop but he still tried to swagger past the shelves like he used to in the past. The attempt looked so strange that Scipio started to mimic him behind his back. "What's the silly giggling about?" Barbarossa asked when Prosper and Renzo bust out laughing.”
Cornelia Funke

Cornelia Funke
“She felt as if the grave stones were whispering those names to her as she walked past... Those stones that bore no names seemed like closed mouths, sad mouths that forgotten how to speak. But perhaps the dead didn't mind what their names had once been?”
Cornelia Funke

Cornelia Funke
“(...)depois de acordar de um pesadelo, nada a sossegava mais do que a respiração do pai, ali ao seu lado, e o folhear das páginas. Nada conseguia espantar mais rapidamente os sonhos maus do que o sussurrar do papel impresso.”
Cornelia Funke

Cornelia Funke
“Farid callaba. Sus oídos amaban la voz de Lengua de Brujo. Era la voz que lo había sacado de su otra vida mísera, pero amaba más a Dedo Polvoriento, sin saber por qué.”
Cornelia Funke

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