Reckless Quotes

“The night breathed through the apartment like a dark animal. The ticking of a clock. The groan of a floorboard as he slipped out of his room. All was drowned by its silence. But Jacob loved the night. He felt it on his skin like a promise. Like a cloak woven from freedom and danger.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Nobody loves only once.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“He longed for the deep as she longed for the night sky and for white lilies floating on water -- although she still tried to convince herself that love alone could feed her soul.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Since when does the butterfly ask about the caterpillar?”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“What was this yearning, tearing at her insides like hunger and thirst? It couldn't be love. Love was warm and soft, like a bed of leaves. But this was dark, like the shade under a poisonous shrub, and it was hungry. So hungry. It must have some other name, just as there couldn't be the same word for life and death, or for moon and sun”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“The Fairy's dress rustled as she turned. Human women dressed like flowers, layers of petals around a mortal, rotting core.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“She shed no tears. She just sat there, as if someone had cut out her heart.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“How loud a heart could beat. Until it took your breath away.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“The tent in which she first met him had smelled of blood, of the death she did not understand, and still she had thought of it all as a game. She had promised him the world. His flesh in the flesh of his enemies. And much too late had she realized what he had sown in her. Love. Worst of all poisons.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Girl. Woman. So much more vulnerable. Strong and yet weak. A heart that knew no armor.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Her skin smelled of autumn and the wind.
Don't Jacob...
But it was too late. Clara didn't flinch as he pulled her close. He grabbed her hair, kissed her mouth, and he felt her heart beating as fast as his own.
...Let her go, Jacob. But he kissed her again, and it was his name she whispered, not Will's.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“A mirror hung between the shelves.
Clara stepped in front of it and let her fingers run over the silver roses that covered the frame. She had never seen anything so beautiful. The glass they surrounded was dark, as if the night had spilled onto it. It was misted up, and right where she saw the reflection of her face was the imprint of a hand.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Power. Like wine when you have it. Like poison when you lose it.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Power. Intoxicating. Like a fine wine.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“The best lies stay close to the truth.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Truth or lie... he had always chosen the lie, to spare his little brother any unpleasant truth.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“In fairy tales, the heroes are punished when they run away from a task. The heroes, not their younger brothers...”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Guilt is a strong motivator, sometimes even stronger than love.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“I know why you're here ... This world doesn't frighten you half as much as the other one. You have nothing and nobody to lose here. Except Fox, and she clearly worries more about you than you do about her. You've left all that could frighten you in the other world. But then Will came here and brought it all with him.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“You make peace with one sister only to declare war on the other. It’s always like that with peace, isn’t it? Always to someone’s detriment, already sowing the seed for the next war.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Too late had she realized what he was sowing in her. Love. Worst of all poisons.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Have you forgotten?" she replied. "In our world, the Witches work in hospitals.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“A wedding, a daughter in payment, and a white dress to hide all the bloody battlefields.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“The unicorns lifted their heads. Of course they weren't white. Why were things in this world always white-washed? Their hides were brown and grey, mottled black, and pale yellow like the autumn sun drifting through the damp fog above.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“The Dark Fairy touched her chest. No heart, like her sisters. So where did the love come from?”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Det var kejsarinnans far som hade stiftat en lag, att föremål, djur och människor med magiska egenskaper var skyldiga att rapporteras. För det var ju inte lätt att regera i en värld där ett guldträd kunde göra en tiggare till kung och talande djur viskade rebelliska visdomsord till skogsarbetarna.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“När det gällde traditioner kunde man inte argumentera med dvärgar, lika lite som med präster om religion.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Humans so liked to choose the wrong men as their leaders.”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Gefährlich ... seit wann interessiert dich das?”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless

“Hat meine Schwester dir gesagt, dass jeder Mensch, der meinen Namen ausspricht, des Todes ist?”
― Cornelia Funke, Reckless