“ Let's run away to Venice, and hide out in an old movie theater. We can dye our hair blonde, so no one will ever find us! Cornelia Funke
“ It was hard to let go of love. Once woven, its ribbon was hard to tear, and this one she’d woven quite firmly herself. Cornelia Funke
“ In love - it sounded like a sickness without any cure, and wasn't that just how it sometimes felt? Cornelia Funke
“ 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 mushroom-muncher. Cornelia Funke
“ I prefer a story that has the good sense to stay on the page where it belongs.- Elinor Cornelia Funke
“ I know you all think I'm a magician, but I'm not. The magic comes out of the booksthemselves, and I have no more idea than you or any of your men how it works. Cornelia Funke
“ He felt Death reaching out to him. But all of a sudden there was something else, too: words. Words that relieved the pain, cooled his brow, and spoke of love, nothing but love... It was his daughter's… Cornelia Funke
“ Desperate? So what? I'm desperate, too! Fenoglio snapped at her. My story is foundering in misfortune, and these hands here, he said holding them out to her, don't want to write anymore! I'm afraid of… Cornelia Funke
“ Are you really going to catch us and take us back to Esther? We don’t belong to her, you know. Embarrassed, Victor stared at his shoes. Well, children all have to belong to somebody, he muttered. Do y… Cornelia Funke
“ Children, they're the same everywhere. Greedy little creatures but the best listeners in the world -any world. The very best of all. Cornelia Funke
“ »Geschichten haben nie ein Ende, Meggie«, hatte er mal zu ihr gesagt, »auch wenn uns die Bücher das gern vorgaukeln. Die Geschichten gehen immer weiter, sie enden ebenso wenig mit der letzten Seite, w… Cornelia Funke
“ Unlike me, he realized that Dustfinger would do anything in return for such a promise. All he wants is to go back to his own world. He doesn't even stop to ask if his story there has a happy ending!We… Cornelia Funke
“ The written word is a powerful thing, you have to be careful with it. - Silvertongue Cornelia Funke
“ Quando lui la baciò di nuovo, il cuore di Volpe si mise a battere forte. O era quello di Jacob? Dal giorno in cui l'aveva liberata dalla trappola, non li distingueva più veramente. Cornelia Funke
“ Oh, putrid puffballs! Stop winding us all up like this or I’ll tie a knot in your tail! Cornelia Funke
“ I’m sorry, Silvertongue, but the fact is I don’t believe anyone. You ought to know that by now. We’re all liars when it serves our purpose. Cornelia Funke
