Die Farbe der Rache Quotes

“ Everything will be all right. When? Why did one forget the good times so easily and the hard ones never?”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“Is this the beginning of a new story, then?” Nyame whispered. “Now that this one had hopefully been told to its conclusion?”
“I think it is still the same one,” Dustfinger whispered back. “In my experience, the story never ends. Only the heroes change but I prefer to leave that part to others anyway. Maybe you should also try that for awhile.”
Nyame only responded with a smile.”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“Stories, my dear one, are like our tents: a home that you can carry with you.”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“Stories, my dear one, are like tents: a home that you can carry with you.”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“What a mystery the web of the world was! The older he got, the less he understood the patterns, even though he saw them more often now.”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“Was that what stories you loved did? Did they devour you one day?”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“What was a book when it did not tell a story?
What was a book if it did not tell of love, of friendship and joy, and preserve these things despite the darkness of the world?”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“What was a book when it did not tell a story?
What was a book of it did not tell of love, of friendship and joy, and preserve these things despite the darkness of the world?”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“He drank the familiar pain that was both bitter and sweet. Old pain was a large beast that fell asleep when you forgot about it. But its claws were sharp when it woke.”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“Did all stories repeat themselves? Did every life have a motif one could not escape?”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“ Silence filled with intelligent voices… That was how Taddeo described the peace one found among books.”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“It did not interest Baldassare Rinaldi in the slightest, what anyone else except himself thought or felt. He was of course unaware that it was exactly this attitude that made his songs so bad.”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“Destruction is a craft mastered so much more easily than the creation of beauty…”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“Destruction is a craft mastered so much more easily than the creation of beauty.”
― Cornelia Funke, The Colour of Revenge

“Bilder und Worte… […] Beide schienen Menschen auf die gleiche mühelose Weise zu verschlingen.”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache

“Geschichten, mein Herz, sind wie unsere Zelte: ein Zuhause, das man mit sich tragen kann.”
― Cornelia Funke, Die Farbe der Rache