“For a moment Dustfinger felt as if he had never been away- as if he had simply had a bad dream, and… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“A story wearing another dress every time you hear it - what could be better? A story that grows and puts out… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“If you're going to start tonight there's no time to waste. Certainly not enough time to finish your quarrel with this dim-witted… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
It was much easier for him now that he was smaller to negotiate his way through his crammed shop but he still… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“The python dropped his head lightly for a moment on Mowgli’s shoulders. “A brave heart and a courteous tongue,” said he. “They… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Words were useless. At times, they might sound wonderful, but they let you down the moment you really needed them. You could… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
You really don't understand the first thing about writing...for one thing, early in the morning is the worst possible time. the brain… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“The wrong words. They were true a hundred times over, yet they sounded like a lie. Hadn't he always know it? Words… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Dustfinger still clearly remembered the feeling of being in love for the first time. How vulnerable his heart had suddenly been! Such… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Ten minutes can be a long time when you're waiting with a beating heart for something you don't understand, something you don't… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
There was another reason [she] took her books whenever they went away. They were her home when she was somewhere strange. They were familiar… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“A story is a labyrinth, it looks as if there were several ways to go, but only one is right, and there's a nasty… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her full on the mouth. His skin was wet with rain. When she didn't pull… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“For a moment Dustfinger felt as if he had never been away- as if he had simply had a bad dream, and the memory… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Don't let it worry you, not being able to speak,'Dustfinger had often told her. 'People tend not to listen anyway, right? — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“And he will have a great aunt called Elinor who tells him there's a world not like this one. A world with neither fairies… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
“Yes, Mo would come. Meggie could think of nothing else as Fenoglio led her away with him, his arm around her as if he… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
When it came to hiding, even Gwin had nothing to teach Dustfinger. A strange sense of curiosity had always driven him to explore the… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Because fear kills everything," Mo had once told her. "Your mind, your heart, your imagination. — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
Perhaps there's another, much larger story behind the printed one, a story that changes just as our own world does. And the letters on… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image
I remember the feeling. Whenever my father got so absorbed in a book that we might have been in visible I felt like taking… — Cornelia Funke Copy Share Image