“ True love, selfless and deep as the oceans in their most fathomless depths. Orlando let the glove run along the thread, which glistened like a ray of sunlight. But I fear this one is not meant for me.… Cornelia Funke
“ Was she happy? Yes. And no. Because now the words were back, and with them the name that had spun gold around her heart for so long she hardly remembered how things had felt before him. Cornelia Funke
