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Cornelia Funke Quotes

Sometimes, when you’re sad you don’t know what to do, it helps to be angry. But then the tears come back again all the same, and you fall asleep with the salty taste of them on your lips Picture Quote #1

Why did death make life taste so much sweeter? Why could the heart love only what it could also lose? Picture Quote #1

The book she had been reading was under her pillow, pressing its cover against her ear as if to lure her back into its printed pages Picture Quote #1

What was a slap for ten pages of escapism, ten pages far from everything that made him unhappy, ten pages of real life instead of the monotony that other people called the real world? Picture Quote #1

The truth’s not pretty of course. No one likes to look it in the face Picture Quote #1

She pressed her hand against her chest. No heart. So where did the love she felt come from? Picture Quote #1

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I’m perfectly happy to know the world at secondhand. It’s a lot safer Picture Quote #1

You know what they say: When people start burning books they’ll soon burn human beings Picture Quote #1

The night belongs to beasts of prey, and always has. It’s easy to forget that when you’re indoors, protected by light and solid walls Picture Quote #1

We all know what fun it can be to get right into a book and live there for a while, but falling out of a story and suddenly finding yourself in this world doesn’t seem to be much fun at all Picture Quote #1

She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its happiness still clung like gold dust to her lashes. Don’t dreams in fairy tales sometimes leave a token behind? Picture Quote #1

Children are caterpillars and adults are butterflies. No butterfly ever remembers what it felt like being a caterpillar Picture Quote #1

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Isn’t it odd how much fatter a book gets when you’ve read it several times? Picture Quote #1

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 really want to know Picture Quote #1

Yes, I do enjoy walking at night. The world’s more to my liking then, not so loud, not so fast, not so crowded, and a good deal more mysterious Picture Quote #1

I pledge to set out to live a thousand lives between printed pages. I pledge to use books as doors to other minds, old and young, girl and boy, man and animal. I pledge to use books to open windows to a thousand different worlds and to the thousand different faces of my own world. I pledge to use books to make my universe spread much wider than the world I live in every day. I pledge to treat my books like friends, visiting them all from time to time and keeping them close Picture Quote #1

You really don’t understand the first thing about writing... for one thing, early in the morning is the worst possible time. the brain is like a wet sponge at that hour. And for another, real writing is a question of staring into space and waiting for the right ideas Picture Quote #1

Words were useless. At times, they might sound wonderful, but they let you down the moment you really needed them. You could never find the right words, never, and where would you look for them? The heart is as silent as a fish, however much the tongue tries to give it a voice Picture Quote #1

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The tent in which she first met him had smelled of blood, of the death she did not understand, and still she had thought of it all as a game. She had promised him the world. His flesh in the flesh of his enemies. And much too late had she realized what he had sown in her. Love. Worst of all poisons Picture Quote #1

Memories, so sweet and bitter.. they had both nourished and devoured him for so many years. Until a time came when they began to fade, turning faint and blurred, only an ache to be quickly pushed away because it went to your heart. For what was the use of remembering all you had lost? Picture Quote #1

Is there anything in the world better than words on the page? Magic signs, the voices of the dead, building blocks to make wonderful worlds better than this one, comforters, companions in loneliness. Keepers of secrets, speakers of the truth... all those glorious words Picture Quote #1

The heart was a weak, changeable thing, bent on nothing but love, and there could be no more fatal mistake than to make it your master. Reason must be in charge. It comforted you for the heart’s foolishness, it sang mocking songs about love, derided it as a whim of nature, transient as flowers. So why did she still keep following her heart? Picture Quote #1

Every book should begin with attractive endpapers. Preferably in a dark colour: dark red or dark blue, depending on the binding. When you open the book it’s like going to the theatre. First you see the curtain. Then it’s pulled aside and the show begins Picture Quote #1

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Sometimes, when you’re sad you don’t know what to do, it helps to be angry. But then the tears come back again all the same, and you fall asleep with the salty taste of them on your lips (Cornelia Funke Quotes) Why did death make life taste so much sweeter? Why could the heart love only what it could also lose? (Cornelia Funke Quotes) The book she had been reading was under her pillow, pressing its cover against her ear as if to lure her back into its printed pages (Cornelia Funke Quotes) What was a slap for ten pages of escapism, ten pages far from everything that made him unhappy, ten pages of real life instead of the monotony that other people called the real world? (Cornelia Funke Quotes) The truth’s not pretty of course. No one likes to look it in the face (Cornelia Funke Quotes) She pressed her hand against her chest. No heart. So where did the love she felt come from? (Cornelia Funke Quotes) I’m perfectly happy to know the world at secondhand. It’s a lot safer (Cornelia Funke Quotes) You know what they say: When people start burning books they’ll soon burn human beings (Cornelia Funke Quotes) The night belongs to beasts of prey, and always has. It’s easy to forget that when you’re indoors, protected by light and solid walls (Cornelia Funke Quotes) We all know what fun it can be to get right into a book and live there for a while, but falling out of a story and suddenly finding yourself in this world doesn’t seem to be much fun at all (Cornelia Funke Quotes) She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its happiness still clung like gold dust to her lashes. Don’t dreams in fairy tales sometimes leave a token behind? (Cornelia Funke Quotes) Children are caterpillars and adults are butterflies. No butterfly ever remembers what it felt like being a caterpillar (Cornelia Funke Quotes) Isn’t it odd how much fatter a book gets when you’ve read it several times? (Cornelia Funke Quotes) 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 really want to know (Cornelia Funke Quotes) Yes, I do enjoy walking at night. The world’s more to my liking then, not so loud, not so fast, not so crowded, and a good deal more mysterious (Cornelia Funke Quotes) I pledge to set out to live a thousand lives between printed pages. I pledge to use books as doors to other minds, old and young, girl and boy, man and animal. I pledge to use books to open windows to a thousand different worlds and to the thousand different faces of my own world. I pledge to use books to make my universe spread much wider than the world I live in every day. I pledge to treat my books like friends, visiting them all from time to time and keeping them close (Cornelia Funke Quotes) You really don’t understand the first thing about writing... for one thing, early in the morning is the worst possible time. the brain is like a wet sponge at that hour. And for another, real writing is a question of staring into space and waiting for the right ideas (Cornelia Funke Quotes) Words were useless. At times, they might sound wonderful, but they let you down the moment you really needed them. You could never find the right words, never, and where would you look for them? The heart is as silent as a fish, however much the tongue tries to give it a voice (Cornelia Funke Quotes) The tent in which she first met him had smelled of blood, of the death she did not understand, and still she had thought of it all as a game. She had promised him the world. His flesh in the flesh of his enemies. And much too late had she realized what he had sown in her. Love. Worst of all poisons (Cornelia Funke Quotes) Memories, so sweet and bitter.. they had both nourished and devoured him for so many years. Until a time came when they began to fade, turning faint and blurred, only an ache to be quickly pushed away because it went to your heart. For what was the use of remembering all you had lost? (Cornelia Funke Quotes) Is there anything in the world better than words on the page? Magic signs, the voices of the dead, building blocks to make wonderful worlds better than this one, comforters, companions in loneliness. Keepers of secrets, speakers of the truth... all those glorious words (Cornelia Funke Quotes) The heart was a weak, changeable thing, bent on nothing but love, and there could be no more fatal mistake than to make it your master. Reason must be in charge. It comforted you for the heart’s foolishness, it sang mocking songs about love, derided it as a whim of nature, transient as flowers. So why did she still keep following her heart? (Cornelia Funke Quotes) Every book should begin with attractive endpapers. Preferably in a dark colour: dark red or dark blue, depending on the binding. When you open the book it’s like going to the theatre. First you see the curtain. Then it’s pulled aside and the show begins (Cornelia Funke Quotes)

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