“ Vielleicht hat sich doch alles geändert. Vielleicht gibt es hinter der gedruckten Geschichte eine andere, viel grössere Geschichte, die sich ebenso wandelt, wie unsere Welt es tut? Und die Buchstaben… Cornelia Funke
“ The fairy had flown over to the window and was peering curiously out at the alley. Forget it. Stay here, said Dustfinger. Please. Believe me, it's no place for you out there. She looked at him quizzic… Cornelia Funke
“ The Bluebeard’s terrible parting gift had been to make desire rhyme with death and fear. Cornelia Funke
“ That was what made fighting so easy - you could always choose death rather than captivity. Cornelia Funke
“ Stories never really end...even if the books like to pretend they do. Stories always go on. They don't end on the last page, any more than they begin on the first page. Cornelia Funke
“ Sometimes Fox thought all the men she knew had the dreams and wishes of nine-year-old boys—at least all the men she liked. Cornelia Funke
“ No, it wasn’t quite true that John had no conscience at all. Everyone had one. But there were many voices in his head that had an easier time reaching him: his ambition, his desire for fame and succes… Cornelia Funke
“ В реальной жизни всё точно так же. Самые страшные убийцы выходят сухими из воды и живут себе припеваючи до глубокой старости, тогда как добрые и хорошие, порой самые лучшие, погибают. Отчего же в книг… Cornelia Funke
“ «Cara Elinor, evidentemente lei è nata nella storia sbagliata» osservò Dita di Polvere. Erano le prime parole che pronunciava dall’inizio del viaggio.«Nella storia sbagliata? Vorrà dire nell’epoca sba… Cornelia Funke
“ Yes, Mo would come. Meggie could think of nothing else as Fenoglio led her away with him, his arm around her as if he could really protect her from Capricorn and Basta and all the others. But he could… Cornelia Funke
“ Why do grown-ups think it's easier for children to bear secrets than the truth? Don't they know about the horror stories we imagine to explain the secrets? Cornelia Funke
“ It [the book] was spinning a magic spell around her heart, sticky as a spider's web and enchantingly beautiful.. Cornelia Funke
“ I woke up and knew he was gone. Straightaway I knew he was gone. When you love somebody you know these things. David Almond, Skellig 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 save him, Meggie! he wispered in her ear. I'll bring Dustfinger back. This sto… Cornelia Funke
“ Come Mo aveva detto un giorno, scrivere storie, in fin dei conti, ha un po' a che fare con la magia. Cornelia Funke
“ Blue as the evening sky, blue as cranesbill flowers, blue as the lips of drowned men and the heart of a blaze burning with too hot a flame. Yes, sometimes it was hot in this world, too. Hot and cold,… Cornelia Funke
