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Dustfinger Quotes by Cornelia Funke
- Dustfinger still clearly remembered the feeling of being in love for the first time. How vulnerable his heart had suddenly been! Such a trembling, quivering…
- And there stood Basta with his foot already on another dead body, smiling. Why not? He had hit his target, and it was the target…
- This world,' she said. 'Do you really like it?' What a question! Farid never asked himself such things. He was glad to be with Dustfinger…
- He flung his arms around her neck, but only once he saw Silvertoungue's back was turned. He never knew with fathers. "I'll save him, Meggie!"…
- Dustfinger closed his eyes and listened. He was home again.
- Who are you?' Mo looked at the White Women. Then he looked at Dustfinger's still face. Guess.' The bird ruffled up its golden feathers, and…
- From the tower battlements, Dustfinger looked down on a lake as black as night, where the reflection of the castle swam in a sea of…
- Dustfinger inspected his reddened fingers and felt the taut skin. ‘He might tell me how my story ends,’ he murmured. Meggie looked at him in…
- When it came to hiding, even Gwin had nothing to teach Dustfinger. A strange sense of curiosity had always driven him to explore the hidden,…
- Don't let it worry you, not being able to speak,'Dustfinger had often told her. 'People tend not to listen anyway, right?
- Sometimes Dustfinger thought Basta's constant fear of curses and sudden disaster probably arose from his terror of the darkness within himself, which made him assume…
- My dear Elinor, you were obviously born into the wrong story,” said Dustfinger at last.
More Dustfinger Quotes
- Dustfinger still clearly remembered the feeling of being in love for the first time. How vulnerable his heart had suddenly been! Such… — Cornelia Funke
- And there stood Basta with his foot already on another dead body, smiling. Why not? He had hit his target, and it… — Cornelia Funke
- This world,' she said. 'Do you really like it?' What a question! Farid never asked himself such things. He was glad to… — Cornelia Funke
- He flung his arms around her neck, but only once he saw Silvertoungue's back was turned. He never knew with fathers. "I'll… — Cornelia Funke
- Dustfinger closed his eyes and listened. He was home again. — Cornelia Funke
- Who are you?' Mo looked at the White Women. Then he looked at Dustfinger's still face. Guess.' The bird ruffled up its… — Cornelia Funke
- From the tower battlements, Dustfinger looked down on a lake as black as night, where the reflection of the castle swam in… — Cornelia Funke
- Dustfinger inspected his reddened fingers and felt the taut skin. ‘He might tell me how my story ends,’ he murmured. Meggie looked… — Cornelia Funke
- When it came to hiding, even Gwin had nothing to teach Dustfinger. A strange sense of curiosity had always driven him to… — Cornelia Funke
- 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
- Sometimes Dustfinger thought Basta's constant fear of curses and sudden disaster probably arose from his terror of the darkness within himself, which… — Cornelia Funke
- My dear Elinor, you were obviously born into the wrong story,” said Dustfinger at last. — Cornelia Funke