Quotes from Cornelia Funke

Darkness always had its part to play. Without it, how would we know when we walked in the light? It's only when its ambitions become too grandiose that it must be opposed, disciplined, sometimes – if necessary – brought down for a time. Then it will rise again, as it must.

Manchmal denke ich, Angst ist die Ursache allen Unglücks

Il punto è che credi troppo volentieri a ciò che vuoi credere.

She looked inquiringly at Meggie. "Do you like Alice in Wonderland?" "Not particularly," said Meggie, staring at the map. Elinor shook her head at such childish folly and turned back to Dustfinger.

La sete di storie diminuiva se si poteva viverne una?

Las malas historias no despiertan a la vida. No hay ningún Dedo Polvoriento en ellas.

Men! A few nights of coughing and they see the reaper standing by their bedside.

Los libros deben ser pesados porque contienen el peso del mundo en ellos

Children are the best cure for Santa sadness, he thought. And Santas are good for sad children. So …

After all, there's nothing like a few comforting pages of a book when you're way from home, right?

I wish you luck,' she said, kissing him on the cheek. He still had the most beautiful eyes of any boy she'd ever seen.

Meggie fand, dass dieses erste Flüstern bei jedem Buch etwas anders klang, je nachdem, ob sie schon wusste, was es ihr erzählen würde, oder nicht.

She dreamed of martens in black jackets and a book in a brown paper cover.

You'd like him back, too, wouldn't you? It was difficult for her to turn her eyes away from Farid's face. He'll never come back, she whispered, and look at Dustfinger. She didn't have the strength to speak any louder. All her strength was gone, as if Farid had taken it away with him. He had taken everything away from him.

At last. Here they came. Trumpets rang out in a fanfare L. from the city gates, an arrogant metallic sound.

He hablado ex profeso con el viento -anunció-, pues hay una cosa que debes saber: cuando el viento se obstina en jugar con el fuego, ni yo mismo puedo domeñarlo. Pero me ha dado su palabra de honor de que esta noche se mantendrá en calma y no nos estropeará la diversión.

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?

Er war schon lange der Beste.

Os livros poderiam ensiná-la tanto sobre este mundo e outros lugares distantes, sobre animais e plantas, sobre estrelas! Podiam ser janelas e portas, asas de papel par ajudá-la a voar para bem longe.

It's a world full of terror and beauty (...) and I could always understand why Dustfinger felt homesick for it.

Dir wachsen einfach nur neue Blätter, Caspia, dachte sie, wie dem jungen Löwenzahn und der Kapuzinerkresse.

Os livros poderiam ensiná-la tanto sobre este mundo e outros lugares distantes, sobre animais e plantas, sobre estrelas! Podiam ser janelas e portas, asas de papel para ajudá-la a voar para bem longe.

but she did nothing to make her face prettier, since it was her opinion that beautiful women might be desired but were never respected, certainly not feared.

What a terrible weapon love could be. Was any knife sharper?